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Ti tnark ij cu tolk al mnassarg.
Ti kriv A vol mohyjessu beasdarg
Tny colk A vol vyoharg.
Jih tvi uyohl, lvyoharg
A'd tyoh at ijj.
A'zy lot ar tny dohk yxpsoararg
Ti culysj tnot A'c lthoararg
Tii nohd jih jyysargl
A iegnt ti jard yolasu.
Mossyd culysj Pmeht.
A dir't bysayzy.
Before I say
That the vows we made
Weigh like a stone in my heart,
Family is family.
Don't let this tear us apart.
Uie say tnyhy, or arrimyrt bobu.
A jyys saky tny tnayj vni al hoadarg
Uieh nicy.
Yrtyharg ord bhyokarg ord tokarg ar yzyhu hiic.
A kriv uieh jyysargl ohy tyrdyh
Ord tnot arlady uie tny ycbyhl
Ltass gsiv.
Bet A'c o lnodiv.
A'c irsu o byd ij bsomkyryd mios.
Moss culysj Pmeht jih vortarg ti syozy.
I'm not saying I'm replacing love
For some other word
To describe the sacred tie
That bound me to you.
I'm just saying we've mistaken one for thousands of words.
And for that mistake
I've caused you such pain that I damn that word.
I've no more ways to hide
That I'm a desolate and empty, hollow place inside.
I'm not saying that I'm replacing love
For some other word
To describe the sacred tie
That bound me to you.
I'm not saying love's a plaything, no, it's a powerful word,
Inspired by strong desire
To bind myself to you.
How I wish that we never had tried
To be man and his wife,
To weave our lives into a blindfold over both our eyes.
To think of my task is chilling.
To know I was carefully building the mask
I was wearing for two years, swearing
I'd tear it off.
I've sat in the dark explaining
To myself that I'm straining too hard
For feelings I ought to find easily.
Called myself Blind.
I don't believe.
Before I say that the vows we made
Weigh like a stone in my heart,
Family is family.
Don't let this tear us apart.
You lie there, an innocent baby.
I feel like the thief who is raiding
Your home.
Entering and breaking and taking in every room.
I know your feelings are tender
And that inside you the embers
Still glow.
But I'm a shadow.
I'm only a bed of blackened coal.
Call myself Blind for wanting to leave.
I'm not saying I'm replacing love
For some other word
To describe the sacred tie
That bound me to you.
I'm just saying we've mistaken one for thousands of words.
And for that mistake
I've caused you such pain that I damn that word.
I've no more ways to hide
That I'm a desolate and empty, hollow place inside.
I'm not saying that I'm replacing love
For some other word
To describe the sacred tie
That bound me to you.
I'm not saying love's a plaything, no, it's a powerful word,
Inspired by strong desire
To bind myself to you.
How I wish that we never had tried
To be man and his wife,
To weave our lives into a blindfold over both our eyes.
 Bleeding Apocalypse · Sat Dec 02, 2006 @ 09:12pm · 0 Comments |
