I've hidden behind a purple wall
For what seems like forever
I kept my deepest secrets,
my darkest shadows,
safe behind my wall,
hidden there with me.
I was coaxed out,
unintentionally, but still.
I wandered out,
ventured around.
I shared my secrets
not knowing what to think.
I gave everything I had
just for something
that didn't need me in the first place.
I said everything,
listened to everything,
ready to give up all I had.
After all of that, I'm expected to move on
just like that?
I put everything down
Now I'm picking it back up alone
When I thought you would at least give me a hand with the pieces.
So I'll go back behind my purple wall
And stay there, where I'm meant to be
Where everyone expects me to be
Why try if I'm the only one with effort?
Purple walls surround me,
You can try to just get past,
But I will not let you in willingly
I guard my box of secrets
my cage of shadows
So no one ever sees them
And I try not to look
For what seems like forever
I kept my deepest secrets,
my darkest shadows,
safe behind my wall,
hidden there with me.
I was coaxed out,
unintentionally, but still.
I wandered out,
ventured around.
I shared my secrets
not knowing what to think.
I gave everything I had
just for something
that didn't need me in the first place.
I said everything,
listened to everything,
ready to give up all I had.
After all of that, I'm expected to move on
just like that?
I put everything down
Now I'm picking it back up alone
When I thought you would at least give me a hand with the pieces.
So I'll go back behind my purple wall
And stay there, where I'm meant to be
Where everyone expects me to be
Why try if I'm the only one with effort?
Purple walls surround me,
You can try to just get past,
But I will not let you in willingly
I guard my box of secrets
my cage of shadows
So no one ever sees them
And I try not to look
Sound of Madness
I'm staring up at the sky
The way we used to do on the playground
reaching for the clouds
As you pushed me higher on the swings
Our games of tag
Long ago forgotten
The way you looked at me was the sound of madness
And now the sound of madness to me is something else
It echos in my head
Like the ringing in your ears after a concert
It grinds against my brain
Like old worn clock gears
Filled with dirt and grime
I'm running through the snow
beneath the tree where we used have meetings
And called little Julian "Piggy"
My hands and feet are numb
from a much loved snowman
Your hands trying to warm up mine
Is the sound of madness
And now the sound of madness to me is something else
It echos in my head
Like the ringing in your ears after a concert
It grinds against my brain
Like old worn clock gears
Filled with dirt and grime
I'm doing flips around the bar
for the ramp for our old building
Until I got to tall to do them and bust my head on the cement
In class just waiting for summer
To have our carefree days
spent in the shade at the park
The barest hint of a breeze
the sound of madness in my ears
And now the sound of madness to me is something else
It echos in my head
Like the ringing in your ears after a concert
It grinds against my brain
Like old worn clock gears
Filled with dirt and grime
I'm laying here awake
The way we used to do
Beneath the stars
Even when we knew we had to be up early again tomorrow
I smile when I remember
When your voice was the sound of madness to me
We talked about everything
And I could've listened to you talk for days
And now the sound of madness to me is something else
It echos in my head
Like the ringing in your ears after a concert
It grinds against my brain
Like old worn clock gears
Filled with dirt and grime
we're sitting in the car
singing at the top of our lungs
Out of tune and off key
But who cares?
Pictures run through my head
Of all our times
Songs we sang, the sound of madness
And now the sound of madness to me is something else
It echos in my head
Like the ringing in your ears after a concert
It grinds against my brain
Like old worn clock gears
Filled with dirt and grime
The way we used to do on the playground
reaching for the clouds
As you pushed me higher on the swings
Our games of tag
Long ago forgotten
The way you looked at me was the sound of madness
And now the sound of madness to me is something else
It echos in my head
Like the ringing in your ears after a concert
It grinds against my brain
Like old worn clock gears
Filled with dirt and grime
I'm running through the snow
beneath the tree where we used have meetings
And called little Julian "Piggy"
My hands and feet are numb
from a much loved snowman
Your hands trying to warm up mine
Is the sound of madness
And now the sound of madness to me is something else
It echos in my head
Like the ringing in your ears after a concert
It grinds against my brain
Like old worn clock gears
Filled with dirt and grime
I'm doing flips around the bar
for the ramp for our old building
Until I got to tall to do them and bust my head on the cement
In class just waiting for summer
To have our carefree days
spent in the shade at the park
The barest hint of a breeze
the sound of madness in my ears
And now the sound of madness to me is something else
It echos in my head
Like the ringing in your ears after a concert
It grinds against my brain
Like old worn clock gears
Filled with dirt and grime
I'm laying here awake
The way we used to do
Beneath the stars
Even when we knew we had to be up early again tomorrow
I smile when I remember
When your voice was the sound of madness to me
We talked about everything
And I could've listened to you talk for days
And now the sound of madness to me is something else
It echos in my head
Like the ringing in your ears after a concert
It grinds against my brain
Like old worn clock gears
Filled with dirt and grime
we're sitting in the car
singing at the top of our lungs
Out of tune and off key
But who cares?
Pictures run through my head
Of all our times
Songs we sang, the sound of madness
And now the sound of madness to me is something else
It echos in my head
Like the ringing in your ears after a concert
It grinds against my brain
Like old worn clock gears
Filled with dirt and grime
Acceptance
grant me patience to accept all the things I cannot yet achieve.
I'll take you in your battered form
Or even when you are a full-plumed peacock,
Showing off, strutting your stuff
making everyone laugh and glowing with that pride
the ways I love you best
You'veaccepted
That I would rather
Wear steel toe boots
Than a pair of high heels
You just grin
when I wear
my favorite Mario Kart shirt
while we play Ghostbusters on Lego rock Band
You don't laugh
At the fact that I write
and write and write and write
and then I go and read
it doesn't bother you in the least
that my favorite piece of jewelry
is a charm bracelet with a basketball
a penguin i find so funny
The faith my coach instilled in me
or a luck charm, a shamrock
given to me by someone i love dearly, just not the way i love you
my taste in music and movies
doesn't irk you in the least
my experiments in baking
you really enjoy
and the fact that i would rather
spend a Christmas bonus
at Barns and Noble
than at Zales
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