Post by lanaia74 on Jul 7, 2007 5:19:04 GMT -5
I don't know what drives me, out on a night like this
Rainy, foggy, muggy, not really being able to see
You would think, when it is like this, being out in the night, I wouldn't miss
As long as I can remember, on nights like these, being in the night is as it should be.
So, here I am out again, but that's not what scares me so
After a while, when I am out at night, everything inside my mind, well it simply goes blank
Me not knowing, within this period of time, if I am friend or foe
But I feel so alive at night, here in the darkness that is so damp and dank.
Some of the few memories that I possess, well some how I know they involve a man
But the jig saw puzzle, within my mind, I just can't figure out where he fits in
Is what happens so bad my conscious mind, from me this bans?
Could it be, that in reality what I do is a sin?
All I know within my mind there is a deep dark abyss
Between time and space, I wonder if I ever really will know?
The answers that seem out of my reach, will there ever be an end to this madness
I try to answer these things, with a mind that doesn't know what to do, where to go.
In the daytime, I have to stay inside, because I am so sensitive to the sun
So maybe this is why I love to go out, maybe it's because it is the night
Then my skin doesn't burn, if only I could remember everything that I have said and done.
I need to remember so I will not be afraid, scared, not so full of fright.
I've been out for a while now, just enjoying and being free, the night air
But soon everything starts to twirl, and the next day, no memory of the events that during the night that has passed
No idea as to what I did, where I have been, have I been in the devil's lair
Waking up yet again, with no memory, I try to wipe away the dried blood on my mouth where it has amassed.
Rainy, foggy, muggy, not really being able to see
You would think, when it is like this, being out in the night, I wouldn't miss
As long as I can remember, on nights like these, being in the night is as it should be.
So, here I am out again, but that's not what scares me so
After a while, when I am out at night, everything inside my mind, well it simply goes blank
Me not knowing, within this period of time, if I am friend or foe
But I feel so alive at night, here in the darkness that is so damp and dank.
Some of the few memories that I possess, well some how I know they involve a man
But the jig saw puzzle, within my mind, I just can't figure out where he fits in
Is what happens so bad my conscious mind, from me this bans?
Could it be, that in reality what I do is a sin?
All I know within my mind there is a deep dark abyss
Between time and space, I wonder if I ever really will know?
The answers that seem out of my reach, will there ever be an end to this madness
I try to answer these things, with a mind that doesn't know what to do, where to go.
In the daytime, I have to stay inside, because I am so sensitive to the sun
So maybe this is why I love to go out, maybe it's because it is the night
Then my skin doesn't burn, if only I could remember everything that I have said and done.
I need to remember so I will not be afraid, scared, not so full of fright.
I've been out for a while now, just enjoying and being free, the night air
But soon everything starts to twirl, and the next day, no memory of the events that during the night that has passed
No idea as to what I did, where I have been, have I been in the devil's lair
Waking up yet again, with no memory, I try to wipe away the dried blood on my mouth where it has amassed.
