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T O P I C R E V I E WLF DXHave you looked yourself in the mirror?You have lost your precious smileI watch you and it’s getting clearerYou have lost it already for a whileAnd you don’t even try to tellWhat’s the cause of this?And you don’t even try anymoreIt went from bad to worseI can’t help it, but to think what’s going onWhat happened to the us we wereWe live now in the days of MiscommunicationAs we look at each other, with a defiant stare “You seem lost in your debts and works”Those are the words I heard you say“You’re lost in your selfish ways”“And forgot about what made the spark”“And you do nothing but stay quiet”On what caused this messAnd I can’t wait for you to change itThis feeling of lovelessnessI can’t help it, but to think what’s going onWhat happened to the us we wereWe live now in the days of MiscommunicationAnd we can’t escape from this nightmareI pawned my soul for this homeWhile you were living the dreamYou were the freebird while I followed the streamAll it seems it’s a waste of timeAnd you had your binge drinkingWith your endless risky betsWhat else can I say my darlingI can’t cover your shallow needsI can’t help it, but to think what’s going onWhat happened to the us we wereWe live now in the days of MiscommunicationAnd it seem this can’t be repaired“What have you fought for my dear” you saidYou once had fought for freedomA soldier of truth and wisdom you wereNow you are a puppet of capitalist martyrdomAnd you had since left me stranded On my own for the causesAnd I can’t no more be satisfiedWhen my happiness is falling into piecesI can’t help it, but to think what’s going onWhat happened to the love we had sharedWe surrendered to the days of MiscommunicationAnd our ending seems so unfairIs it so hard, to remember the past we hadWhere we didn’t need words to communicateNow our deepest concerns are well hidAs we’re torn apart by the twists of fateHow easily we surrenderedTo the boredom and the unrestTo the silence and the guilt tripsAnd the distance that’s growing fastAnd we are both equally tiredOn what to do with thisThis bond seems it has expiredIf feels like we’re going to call it quitsI can’t help it, but to think what’s going onWhat happened to the love we had sharedWe surrendered to the days of MiscommunicationAnd it saddens me we had stopped to careAyelet Sad. Very open and candid. Even though it relates to a personal experience, I can feel it is also about a more universal concern. Did you show it to her?mirage29 ...LF DXNot really, I haven't talked to the cancer woman for 14 days already, albeit some of it it's about her, it's more about me and my constant self-doubt about many things in my life. When I wrote this I was in a very angry and irritable mood, and I guess I combined all of my frustrations in this lyric. Most of it it's fictional, but the frustration that is within the lyrics it's real.What happened between us is that we both just drifted apart, and it seems for now that everything is blocked between us, and we haven't tried to at least to say hi to each other in a while, and it's very frustrating. Myself for fear, she, I don't know it.We started to get more and more closer as our rehearsals ended, we shared a lot of things, we enjoyed to be with each other, she stayed in my place till the night (no sex, just talking and having fun), I haven't had this kind of connection with a woman in my life before, it was great, until we had our first date, and in a moment we could have kissed I simply got an anxiety attack, which left me pretty nervous, and I made her feel very unconfortable and left the place we were, since then things went downhill, and a mutual friend told me recently that she's been hanging out with someone, not sure yet if it's dating or just hanged around, but that was the kaboom, and after we spend together in a friend's event, where we spent together almost all night long but it felt like we had a big wall separating us, our conversations slowly became more colder and colder, then suddenly we stopped talking, not even for things of our band.Most of the recent poems are about her, and the powerful feeling I have for her, so powerful that I can't control the madness inside of me, the fears, the insecurities, the sentiment of fatalism, that she's drifting, etc, etc, but, I'm very responsable for it as well, for staying quiet during all this time and not even trying to text on how she's been.And we have to make a rehearsal this saturday, I haven't seen her or talked to her for a long time, let's see where it goes, but believe me, this is painful.Randall
And you don’t even try to tellWhat’s the cause of this?And you don’t even try anymoreIt went from bad to worse
I can’t help it, but to think what’s going onWhat happened to the us we wereWe live now in the days of MiscommunicationAs we look at each other, with a defiant stare
“You seem lost in your debts and works”Those are the words I heard you say“You’re lost in your selfish ways”“And forgot about what made the spark”
“And you do nothing but stay quiet”On what caused this messAnd I can’t wait for you to change itThis feeling of lovelessness
I can’t help it, but to think what’s going onWhat happened to the us we wereWe live now in the days of MiscommunicationAnd we can’t escape from this nightmare
I pawned my soul for this homeWhile you were living the dreamYou were the freebird while I followed the streamAll it seems it’s a waste of time
And you had your binge drinkingWith your endless risky betsWhat else can I say my darlingI can’t cover your shallow needs
I can’t help it, but to think what’s going onWhat happened to the us we wereWe live now in the days of MiscommunicationAnd it seem this can’t be repaired
“What have you fought for my dear” you saidYou once had fought for freedomA soldier of truth and wisdom you wereNow you are a puppet of capitalist martyrdom
And you had since left me stranded On my own for the causesAnd I can’t no more be satisfiedWhen my happiness is falling into pieces
I can’t help it, but to think what’s going onWhat happened to the love we had sharedWe surrendered to the days of MiscommunicationAnd our ending seems so unfair
Is it so hard, to remember the past we hadWhere we didn’t need words to communicateNow our deepest concerns are well hidAs we’re torn apart by the twists of fate
How easily we surrenderedTo the boredom and the unrestTo the silence and the guilt tripsAnd the distance that’s growing fast
And we are both equally tiredOn what to do with thisThis bond seems it has expiredIf feels like we’re going to call it quits
I can’t help it, but to think what’s going onWhat happened to the love we had sharedWe surrendered to the days of MiscommunicationAnd it saddens me we had stopped to care
What happened between us is that we both just drifted apart, and it seems for now that everything is blocked between us, and we haven't tried to at least to say hi to each other in a while, and it's very frustrating. Myself for fear, she, I don't know it.
We started to get more and more closer as our rehearsals ended, we shared a lot of things, we enjoyed to be with each other, she stayed in my place till the night (no sex, just talking and having fun), I haven't had this kind of connection with a woman in my life before, it was great, until we had our first date, and in a moment we could have kissed I simply got an anxiety attack, which left me pretty nervous, and I made her feel very unconfortable and left the place we were, since then things went downhill, and a mutual friend told me recently that she's been hanging out with someone, not sure yet if it's dating or just hanged around, but that was the kaboom, and after we spend together in a friend's event, where we spent together almost all night long but it felt like we had a big wall separating us, our conversations slowly became more colder and colder, then suddenly we stopped talking, not even for things of our band.
Most of the recent poems are about her, and the powerful feeling I have for her, so powerful that I can't control the madness inside of me, the fears, the insecurities, the sentiment of fatalism, that she's drifting, etc, etc, but, I'm very responsable for it as well, for staying quiet during all this time and not even trying to text on how she's been.
And we have to make a rehearsal this saturday, I haven't seen her or talked to her for a long time, let's see where it goes, but believe me, this is painful.
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