I see you............
seekit
Posts: 73
My Pearl Jam Friend I wrote this for you............this was before Nothing Man, Partying Ways, Black, Untitled and You're True
I see William
I see your wall in front of me why
do you build such a boundary?
I’ll pass you a hammer, help you knock
down the mental clamor -
Hand in hand wash away layers of pain,
off the walls that haunt you
Big wide wall built up solid and strong,
small child behind holds out for a hand lifelong….
Warm shelter around the wall, just look up see it all…………….
Stop building up the bricks so fast,
your heart needs healing allow the
sun to enter into your downcast
Walls like mind builds out
sickness but leaves life
untitled with time,
Somewhat cold,
somewhat blind -
Building Walls internal to pretend,
I don’t need you
and I don’t need them.
Walls to hide from knowing the pain,
sleeping in sorrow described in
pillow tearstains….
Walls in my room or in my head? Cut me a doorway, need to escape, run from
being alive but feeling dead -
Alone in my room buried in a tomb, outside
world carries on its tragedy
the hurt resumes –
We will see his hand when it is time,
for him to climb from the room of walls
and from the walls in his mind –
Rest assured my friend I’m here hand waiting for you in your own time.
I see William
I see your wall in front of me why
do you build such a boundary?
I’ll pass you a hammer, help you knock
down the mental clamor -
Hand in hand wash away layers of pain,
off the walls that haunt you
Big wide wall built up solid and strong,
small child behind holds out for a hand lifelong….
Warm shelter around the wall, just look up see it all…………….
Stop building up the bricks so fast,
your heart needs healing allow the
sun to enter into your downcast
Walls like mind builds out
sickness but leaves life
untitled with time,
Somewhat cold,
somewhat blind -
Building Walls internal to pretend,
I don’t need you
and I don’t need them.
Walls to hide from knowing the pain,
sleeping in sorrow described in
pillow tearstains….
Walls in my room or in my head? Cut me a doorway, need to escape, run from
being alive but feeling dead -
Alone in my room buried in a tomb, outside
world carries on its tragedy
the hurt resumes –
We will see his hand when it is time,
for him to climb from the room of walls
and from the walls in his mind –
Rest assured my friend I’m here hand waiting for you in your own time.
Seek It
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