Keep Walking, by Sandwich Massacre
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I can’t understand the shadows in the distance
The moon can’t reach these places but the voodoo dolls
can
I want to move forward but the darkness grabs me
I keep my arms to myself
No one’s there, no one’s there tonight
I can’t understand the merging shapes encompassed
I try to hold steady, never feeling ready
And the ground in front of me disappears
*There is no other choice in the way
I have to keep going
I have to keep fighting
The fear inside
No one can here me say
Is anyone out there?
Can anyone find me?
Keep walkin
How far must I go now?
I don’t really know how
Keep walkin
Walkin
There is nothing here for me to grab a hold
The further I stick out my hands, the more I feel this place
repel
I keep on moving forward, is this really my life?
Or am I breathing someone else’s
I can’t understand; the air is getting thin
I try to keep breathing, try to keep breathing
But the hand squeezes from within
*
keep walking
lost my inertia I imploded by my own breath
kept on suffocating suffering my own death
the walls kept grower taller, I could not see the sky
the outer world invaded my reality
resuscitate my sanity
and bring me to life
dig me out of the weight of the negative space
give me a rock to grab, I’ll grab and climb, give me a
chance
I’m done suffocating
*
2005 |
Posted: 2005-11-06 16:24:48 UTC |
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