Its just about two things in reality.
The single man of discontinuity and his love for his little brother. In the midst of the horror, the little brother painted his eyes black//
Black as night, and hidden from sight, he keeps me in his arms, despite the thorns that harm...
I want to fly, can you take me far away? Give me a star to reach for. Tell me what it takes and Ill go so high. Ill go so high my feet wont touch the ground.Stitch my wings and pull the strings. I bought these dreams that all fall down.
No matter far we go, its all a fragment of our home...
Oh Wonderland, Where is your rabbit hole?
Oh Blackbird, can you remember when evil didn't always tug away at your heart?
Can you remember when the lies didn't create disaster, and were concurred by heroes, here to initiate our happily ever after. Where illusions were harmless and not the work of the cults and false prophets.
False Prophets like me.
Fools like me, will always ache. They will always dream of autumn days in fields of grass, and they bleed when they have go anywhere, because they can only floor it. Fools like me, will always ache. Just dream, they all tell me, just be a little more romantic, or you'll forget to live, they all tell me.
Well you sure didn't forget to live did you now.
You were so busy living, you forgot to die.
You thought your life was yours.
Now you cry out to the Lord,
Asking him for a deeper relationship.
Deeper you say?
Well we can go deeper, we can go to all those lies you told yourself, in order to have exactly what you wanted. Oh, you fool, you knew. You knew all along what was happening. You were taught the truth as a young child. No, that is an error.
You were introduced.
Breathe deep you fool. Your machine ran out of chemical x. Now the blood will run deep, because all the parts are broken. Red syrup runs down cold steel corridors, and out the rotting pipes. The cold blood stains your jeans and shirt, and you lie to everyone, telling them it was accidental. The very thing that we were all worried about, it took you. And all that darkness is held on your eyes, and they aint pure no more. And all those lies you told won't hold the water in your eyes; Cause my friend, your heart is a-throbbin.
You ask to go deeper with God, and you know where he is going to go. Cause he is the truth.
And GOD was the one who made the rain. And he decided we needed to die.
The truth is, your heart aches for him Daniel. And your'e all brokenhearted all over the place. The truth is, you know what's right and wrong. You know how to speak slow, and listen close. The truth is, baby aint gonna save you from this one. The truth is, you can't breath without his voice, and he is pumpin your heart, and puttin air in your lungs.
And, yes this will haunt you. There isn't anyway around that. These memories hang heavy right now.
These memories make you feel like you'll never be alright.
Breathe deep you fool. God loves you.
God loves you, and thats why he's here. And God is good and God is truth, and that is why he burns.
And he surpasses all of this. Even though it makes NO sense at times.
Your world aint gonna change like you like it, by saying a simple prayer. Your'e holding her by her hair. You are holding her as you slip away.
And she's sweeter than honey. Sweeter than fresh air. But she ain't sweeter than God.
She aint sweeter than God...
But she sure is sweet.
Every facet of your mind holds her. Every breath holds her name.
My sister, give me a ticket. I need my salvation. I need my rescue.
I need to burn down and be broken.
Cause this construct I built, It's made by a child. These machines don't run. Your engine has no fuel, and you are floating in the wake of Psalv-Muron. And you know where Aslands Land is. And he told you its time for you to go. These ruins, this bat, this is no kingdom for you.
No your kingdom, has strong men. Cause you cant do this alone. And your kingdom has a strong wife. Cause you can't do this alone. And you hold a torch in this kingdom, cause you know damn well that bat won't slaughter them.
Not with no bat.
There's no more secrets anymore, anyway. All the cards have been laid out. And your poker face was terrible to begin with.
Let go deeper.
Somewhere real deep where you know it's safe to go.
Daniel, he is going to take care of you.
He got your back, through and through.
Yeah, you weren't meant to last.
But your'e gonna last through it all. And he's gonna keep all those promises, and bless you still.
God loves you.
Keep your voice golden torchbearer.
[No Release is a super sweet rare find by the way, Brian Fallon wrote this when he was 15]
Do you feel it Lord? Do you feel this darkness inside of me? Arnt you inside of me to? Wasn't I in your waters. Haven't we been one? What ever happened to that?
Does it protrude through your dreams too? Or is just me?
Oh Lord, how alone I feel at times.
Have you been around? Are my eyes always closed?
Why am I such a child. I do not wish to be. Still nothing moves.
DID I MISS YOU?
How could I ever pull you deeper into myself. Deeper than this sin.
I-I just want you to be one with me, to never leave me. Not to be all fucked up like this. All the time.
Pull the cloak over my head. Take me to the darker room.
Look I do not care if it is essentially torture.
Just press through all my guts and my "essential" organs... and place yourself in me.
Maybe it is a surgery I would have to do myself.
So here is the Gospel.
You reconciled me to the father, by your death.
You left me with the holy spirit.
Nothing is impossible by the hands of the father.
Oh, Lord, my patience grows thin. How much more brokenness is permissible?
How much more before you take me. I admit how weak I am.
THE MORE WE WAIT THE MORE WEAK WE GROW WITHOUT YOU.
THE MORE TERRIFIED WE BECOME.
the more alone we become. At this distance, how can you not miss us?
And just when I get back to the daytime, its night again.
Just as you said, I denied you three times before the rooster crowed.
Jesus, I don't know if I would die for you.
I don't know.
And if thats the case, why should you take me with you.
Without you, if you ever take your hand off my shoulder, my heart falls apart.
It just crumbles, and he gets another ribbon, he counts them, he has counted all of them, and presses them deep into me. He punctures everything. Everything. He won't leave anything alone. Anything.
Oh Jesus Christ, can you hear me?
My words might not surmount to much, but can you see my heart?
Blackbird, can you now see how spiritually weak I am?
Hey where have you gone?
When did you hold all my dreams, and what the fuck were yours?
Break the barrier, I have not seen any licence for this kind of behavior. I have seen quivering hands and silent tears as they would sit on my wooden fence.
But I will block you out. To go back into my place.
My special little place, no my friend you can't go there..
The homeless only have the concrete.
Crooked crows shouldn't be mistaken for albatrosses. Clearly they're very different. BUT as I lay on the concrete, as the eternal sunshine burnt my face, I made a decision. I glorified the flight of the crows, cause we all did.
And fuck it, I shot the albatross.
OH GREAT BEASTS OF MY HEART-The White Grizzly told my mama that my flight would never just be 20 ft high.
He said to get my ass off the ground, and I climbed, against the will of my dark soul.
MY DARK SOUL- He spat up blood in the name of destruction. His weight was always on my heels. Almost audibly he spoke his evil words, "FALL, FALL." He cried out as my body tore itself apart, pleaded with me for safety.
A safer world, does not include a child soaring above the masses! Think people, if you saw your children bleeding would you not bandage their wounds?
Don't you know? That's the crow squawking!
Now look again.
"You see your child separated from his heart by a four thousand foot distance. He keeps on jumpin and jumpin but he cant get his feet off the ground due to those by damn overweight black leeches, eating away at his love. He grabs them with his already bloodied hands and rips them off his wings, as he flies to you."
Yeah, it may take me listening to hours upon hours of silence to hear the albatross, but when I hear him, fuck it, I hear it. Yeah, with the crow I just hear a piece of the truth, and I speculate and swing and miss. I bandage the leeches wounds.
But just for one week, 50 miles of pain, my ears were his. My soul was his. The White Grizzly led us up those dead mountains, and those TRUE Cowboys let me know which way the albatross was flying. The scenery was astounding, and surely it could of been my deathbed, but Aslan, I wanted to make you proud. And trembling girl, I just wanted to hold you in my arms.
So I ripped those leaches off my body, just to put my soul in your hands. Just so you would take me into consideration. Aslan, you know my heart. I am just utterly desperate.
So desperate I climbed that bloody mountain to put that red dirt on my body and face.
So desperate I burned the tattooed lines of so many crows onto my heart.
So desperate I shot the albatross just for the chance.
You spoke the earth into motion.
How much I wish I could hear that voice.
I figured out what sin is.
Its the disassociation from the things that are eternal.
And so far, I know that you are eternal, I am eternal, and people are eternal.
Hope, faith and love are eternal.
Sin always disassociates you from those things.
I am so disassociated from everything. My heart is totally and utterly rotten.
So I just wanted to tell you,
Before you crush me tomorrow morning,
that I'm sorry.
I wish I had given it all up for you.
I gave you my heart, instead of giving it to her.
I would ask you, to please, please,
breathe that holy fire upon your index finger and just touch my soul. Reach down through my skin, through my bones, through my lungs and through my heart, and touch the dark cancer surrounding my love for you.
I would ask you, to please, please,
hold your hands above my head and let your blood drop down onto my forehead. Down into my eyes, till it mixes with my salty tears, and runs down to my lips till my very words change form, and till the eyes that betray me, let me see what you need me to see.
I would ask you, to please, please,
Come back down to earth, and shove me into the dirt, and hold my chest against the ground, and as you look into my eyes, tell me the truth till I get it.
