Understanding?
When does one learn to let go Why am i the only one who doesn't know? How is it that you can just start over Does that mean I'm just a coward? Did you know something else would come along If I said that it was a little slice of heaven, would I be wrong? What if I told you that it was the first slice I ever had Would it be cheesy if I said I had it bad? Do you know you helped me realize my worth Or am I just the one you categorize as the worst? Doesn't our history demand that we be in each other's lives How am I to accept that we've run out of tries? Would you believe me if I said I just want to be your friend And that I still don't understand, how you could just let it end..? |
The Machine
The roar of loud burbling fumes The thirsty beast, the fuel it consumes Once, twice, three times it's heard It wails anger and sounds like disaster The sleek heavy metal of a devious machine Molded, sharp, and devilishly clean A shift of a lever and a throttle open wide The mechanical monster comes alive inside Its raw power rips its rubber free Bellowing smoke before it takes off like mad Switching through gears and grunting for control Warning sounds and lights flashing on the console It roars down the road with a thunderous rumble The ground below seems to wither and crumble It shows no fear, no concept of restraint And anywhere it goes it seems to taint It's flawless in design It's workmanship divine To the mechanics it screams lust from every curve You see the beast is owned by man By men who have no fear But the beast is near immortal and oh so insincere |