Here lay the lyrics I have written for a song by Alida and I called Fear of What.
maybe only you will hear but for now you can grab a cup of tea and read it as poetry.
Fear of What
You keep on stepping twice back,
Push away for fear, for fear of what?
I'll give you time to figure it out,
But time will end to think of yourself.
Being smart can get in the way,
please, go make a mistake,
I shove off the dock and float,
take the risk jump into the lake.
The unknown of the mind,
mysterious but normally
uncomplicated,
but with you, love, it isn't the same,
you weave a thought till it is
intricate.
Push away, push push away,
You keep on shutting your mouth,
Give up and say, just say what you want.
You runaway from far too much,
leaving the chance to fall in too far
Being closed can get in the way,
please, come follow me,
I let go and I'm falling free,
you can too, just look at me.
The unknown of the mind,
mysterious but normally
uncomplicated,
but with you, love, it isn't the same,
you weave a thought till it is
intricate.
Push away,
turn your head away,
Hide your thoughts,
and with it hide your heart.
You keep on stepping twice back,
Push away from fear, from fear of what?
I keep on stepping twice back,
ReplyDeleteJust to get a better view, for fear of what?
I’ll give you time to figure it out,
And time will never end to think of yourself.
Being vigilant cannot get in the way,
I make mistakes all the time,
Birds fly high by the light of the moon,
The Sniper is stalking the sick and the lame
The unknown of the mind,
Mysterious but normally
uncomplicated,
but with me, love, it isn’t the same,
I weave my weak thoughts trying
not to be caught in any falsehood I cannot bear
Don’t push life, love. Don’t push life.
I am shutting my mouth,
I’ve given up and instead try listening to what life wants.
I have run away from far too much,
but I’m scared and slow
Being closed can get in the way,
I follow you,
I let go but I'm just not falling free,
I think you do too, following the light
The unknown of the mind,
Mysterious but normally
uncomplicated,
but with me, love, it isn’t the same,
I weave my weak thoughts so that I’m not
caught in any falsehood I cannot bear
I don’t push away,
I don’t turn my head away,
You can have my thoughts if you only ask.
My heart is for sharing. Please ask.
My heart cannot live unguided, love,
It’s an ever growing child,
I am carefully listening to what it says,
but cannot always give in to its will
I keep on stepping twice back,
Just to get a better view, from fear of what?
It's a shadowy world, skies are slippery gray,
A woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet.
He'll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat,
Take the motherless children off the street
And place them at the feet of a harlot.
We know what he wants, love.
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