Dreaming of that face again. It's bright and blue and shimmering. Grinning wide and comforting me with it's three warm and wild eyes. On my back and tumbling down that hole and back again rising upand wiping the webs and the dew from my withered eye. In Out In Out In Out A child's rhyme stuck in my head. It said that life is but a dream. I've spent so many years in question to find I've known this all along. "So good to see you. I've missed you so much. So glad it's over. I've missed you so much. Came out to watch you play. Why are you running?" Shrouding all the ground around me. Is this holy crow above me. Black as holes within a memory and blue as our new second sun. I stick my hand into his shadow to pull the pieces from the sand. Which I attempt to reassemble to see just who I might have been. I do not recognize the vessel, but the eyes seem so familiar. Like phosphorescent desert buttons singing one familiar song... "So good to see you. I've missed you so much. So glad it's over. I've missed you so much. Came out to watch you play. Why are you running away?" Prying open my third eye. So good to see you once again. I thought that you were hiding. And you thought that I had run away. Chasing the tail of dogma. I opened my eye and there we were. So good to see you once again I thought that you were hiding from me. And you thought that I had run away. Chasing a trail of smoke and reason. Prying open my third eye.
Tool - 1996 - Aenima
آيه هاي ترديد
اين ها نه زخم هايي است كه در زندگي، در انزوا، مثل خوره ذره ذره روح آدم را مي خورند و مي تراشند، و نه حرف هايي است كه آدم به سايه اش مي گويد تا خودش را به او معرفي كند. بلكه حرف هاي سايه اي است با خودش؛ سايه اي كه آدمش رفته، نيست ديگر.
About Me
- Name: Sam ARYANMEHR
"All my life I've been harassed by questions: Why is something this way and not another? How do you account for that? This rage to understand, to fill in the blanks, only makes life more banal. If we could only find the courage to leave our destiny to chance, to accept the fundamental mystery of our lives, then we might be closer to the sort of happiness that comes with innocence."
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the lilting lyricism speaks
Oh my God, that is simply wonderful it made me cry! I loved that. I really loved that. Who are you?
that reminds me of a dream with Eddie, that made me cry.
These are all just Tool lyrics... Been listening to Aenima recently by any chance?
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