It's About Love

Tuesday, August 5th, 2008 2:59 AM

It's about Life
It's about Love
It's over before it has begun
It's about You
It's about Me
It's about Everything Between
and I say,
I say GoodBye to You
I say Hi to you
With No Clue
It's About Time That I, Make Up Mind.
~ Lemonheads (I think that's the bands name)

Another late night type
let the mind take flight
of the racing thoughts in my head
as I rest my mind
it fills of dread, dead
confusion, illusions
elation, infatuation
miscommunication, rehabilitation

Time to take another step
dig a little deeper
talk a little slower
think a little clearer
what is it, why is it, how is it, who is it, when is it, where is it
going?
We're allowed to be scared if we don't know
I'm allowed to let it show
he's allowed to let it go
and she's allowed to do as the flow
yes, no, maybe so

what's it mean
the million dollar question
billion dollar answer
to be determined...
by you
but when?
How does it feel,
is it really just butterflies, and heads in the skies
walking on water, and being there when it gets a little tougher
Those who over analyze
hurt their heads to realize
the specifics, the structure
when it will crumble, when it will rise
using caution as the wall away from hurt
because when you feel pain
it's when you felt love
when you feel love
you've felt pain

Atleast, that could be how it goes
no one really knows
yes, no, maybe so
In the end
we'll all pretend
that it turned out according to plan
that we found the right man, or woman
whether or not they were made for you
created for you
lived and breathed and were timed to be yours
will you know when it's over
or when you think about this, someone else appears
look back and regret, or reject
dissect, or leave it
reflect, inspect, digest, request...
another go around?
another turn around?
another chance to make it right, wrong, up, down, flipped, and switched

What's it gonna be?
How's it gonna be?
After all this typing
I still don't know
How's this going to go
Will it be quick and easy?
breathtaking and beautiful
painful and worth it
depressing and hard to wake up to
what will be my path on an already shaking world of walls
of hills
of mountains
of storms

Love, will you be my valley of poppies?
Sleep smiling
sweet dreams
the thrill of the opiate
taking over the muscles
relaxing the mind

Love, will you decide to be my valley of roses?
beauty and pain
sweet or snuff
dark or vibrant
tough and needy

How will this go
It scares me not to know
it's out of my control
vunerable to your power
kneeling from the pressure
begging for the touch
empty without the feeling
with a full and heavy heart I will be...

Waiting for that different, long searching for, adventure filled journey to
find the spark, the flame, the burn
of love