open_skies Dafremen Open Skies(Angel Without Wings) R. Dafremen Seems to me That the way to understanding has been tossed aside Like the night falls on our dreams when we open up our eyes Like hope can drain away to be replaced with lies Lies like sugar-coated cyanide Underneath A half a million pleasantries and painted smiles Where the seething truth of what we feel burns all the while Where the motives of our madness run the quarter mile Running from the memory of our lives You Would have me believe the lies I believed that you would be my open skies Fantasized Believing you that I could finally fly Seems to be The neverending story ruling all our lives Like a broken record plays a verse a thousand times Like the screams of childhood echo that we leave behind Leave behind with the notions of a child You Would have me believe your lies I Thought that you could be my open skies Fantasized Believing you that I would finally fly In my mind Fly away To a place Far away Leave behind All I was Just to find the times we spent were lies Seems to me That the time for understanding has been left behind Perhaps it's for the best that we should let it die Perhaps it dies for being over-analyzed Dies for being viewed with open eyes I Chose To believe the lies Thought perhaps that you might be my open skies Just realized That dreams not you are what I need to fly I believed in you and all your lies Believed that I had finally found my open skies Fantasized Like an angel without wings that I could fly 020527 ... Sailor Jupiter Black cigarette perched on wind-dried lips Open skies, warm drops at my cool cheeks nips Daddy daddy,what have you done? You planted those seeds and had to run. Those hands pruned the dark vines in me that attract hurtful boys to terrorize me. Dreams dreams dark as the skies and there's no comfort in your eyes. Even though you're here, your still gone & so drones on our sad song. Days go by and the sun shines through but I still don't know what the fuck I'm supposed to do. Open skies hide my tears as I puff on cloves to calm my fears. I'll get through all this, I've been through worse. It's just another lyric in my messed up verse 020603 ... CJ A man standing alone in the night. The night his friend the solitude his enemy. Time to dwell on his thoughts benith the stars. A cigerette and the night his only companions in the troubled seas of his mind. He thinks of where to go from here and what he is going to do. Many wrong turns he has taken on his road has led him hear. Can he find his way back home to his happy life his peaceful life. Is it possiable to take a different route to get where he wants to go. Is home where to go or is there a new place that would better suit him. Untill the time he finds where to go there is the night open to the sky. Showing thousands of twinkeling stars for he is far away from the lights of home. Would you dare to help him to show him your path or would you leave him alone fearful of leading him astray from his destination? 020604 ... yummychuckle shutters tossed aside because they would never need to be used. shadows wouldn't be so sad. day would be friends with night. and there were always shooting stars to wish on. 020604 what's it to you? who go blather from