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PostSubject: figure-eight   figure-eight EmptyThu Nov 21, 2013 6:10 pm

I'm on the dark side of the rainbow, yo
I feel the darkness hanging over me everywhere I go
The clock is mocking me, tick-tocking my life away
with death constantly stalking me, walking me towards the gray
MAYDAY...MAYDAY...my time is coming soon
A little red balloon from the other side of the moon
bouncing through the air to let you know I'm always there
"Where'd my daddy go?"...Hey, your daddy's everywhere
I have defeated the world, and I am promised to conquer death
because I want you...I need you...I love you more than breath
I pray the otherside will clear the cobwebs of my mind
where life and death will always be forever intertwined
and you will find me in your eyes, for your eyes have always smiled
You are everything to me...you are my hope...you are my child
and if I could...I would chase away your fears
answer your confusion...cry all of your tears
I would take all of your pain as my own and scream
Take my hand and understand this life is but a dream
but beyond this dream exists a heavenly endeavor
where I can love you forever, and I will leave you...never
Here and there and now and then
and I know you didn't know you'd never see me again
but the last time that you saw me wasn't the last time that you'd see me
for I will wait...figure-eight...here in eternity
Sometimes words get blurred when I sit down and write
and I find myself rambling in the middle of the night
As for now just know the past is so far, far away
and I'm a rhyme lost in time who lives to die another day...

The pencil conveys my mind, thoughts come alive upon the pad
Letters dance around, forming words of moments had
Moments of a madman...sometimes happy, sometimes sad
Wanted dead or alive...and I only want to be your dad...
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