"...Y largas comitivas fúnebres, sin tambores ni música,
desfilan lentamente en mi alma; La Esperanza,
vencida, llora, y la atroz Angustia, despótica,
en mi cráneo inclinado planta su negra bandera".
- Charles Baudelaire
You mean that much to me
And it’s hard to show oh oh oh
Gets hectic inside of me
When you go oh oh oh
Can I confess these things
To you?
Well I don’t know oh oh oh
Embedded in my chest
And it
Hurts to hold oh oh
I couldn’t spill my heart
My eyes gleam looking in from the dark
I walk out in stormy weather
Hold my words, keep us together
Steady walking but bound to trip
Should release but she tightens my grip
Night time
Sympathize
I’ve been working on
White lies
So I’ll tell the truth
I’ll give it up to you
And when the day comes
It will have all been fun
We’ll talk about it soon
The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I’m always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart
Can I keep living in the shadow of your heart? I’m cold. And I starve for meagre showings of your attention. There’s nothing here to sustain my spirit right now.
And yet, I still linger, because the promise of caressing you, even if it’s just a shadow, it’s what sets fire to my dreams.
“It’s a hollow place, but they’ll clap anyway.
My body is a cage that keeps me from dancing with the one I love, but my mind holds the key…”
Distance from you drives me to delirium. But then, just catching your eyes for a second sets my spirit free.
All I hunger for is you.
“They all died in the fire I started…”
This video is full of images are etched on my memory.
It turns out that, sometimes, all I want is just to gaze languidly into the screen and think of you. Somehow, after all this time, you still have me under your spell.
I don’t eat, I don’t sleep.
I do nothing but to think of you.
You keep me under your spell.