Sunday, March 9, 2008

as an angel hits the ground

"red lights, gray morning,
you stumble out of a hole in the ground;
a vampire or a victim
it depends on who’s around.

you used to stay in to watch the adverts,
you could lip sync with the talk show hosts.
and if you look, you look through me.
and if you talk, it’s not to me,
and when i touch you, you don’t feel a thing.

if i could stay, then the night would give you up.
stay, and the day would keep it’s trust."

i've been told that this song reminds someone of me so many times that it is actually starting to leave scars. honestly, this is not a flattering song. and yes, i am not stupid, i see the parallels and the reasons. i just...i'm tired of the way i am seen sometimes. as many truths that this song could claim of me, there are volumes more that are unseen.

leaves me to ask: am i that impossible to know? and if this is all you see...

and yet, i do love the song. ironic, and quite fucked, innit?

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