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But I must explain to you how all this mistaken idea of denouncing pleasure and praising pain was born and I will give you a complete account of the system, and expound the actual teachings of the great explorer of the truth, the master-builder of human happiness. No one rejects, dislikes, or avoids pleasure itself, because it is pleasure, but because those who do not know how to pursue pleasure rationally encounter consequences that are extremely painful. Nor again is there anyone who loves or pursues or desires to obtain pain

Tuesday, August 10, 2004

Ghost By Indigo Girls


there's a letter on the desktop that i dug out of a drawer
the last truce we ever came to in our adolescent war
and i start to feel the fever from the warm air through the screen
you come regular like seasons
shadowing my dreams
and the mississippi's mightybut it starts in minnesota
at a place that you could walk across with five steps down
and i guess that's how you started like a pinprick to my heart
but at this point you rush right through me and i start to drown
and there's not enough room in this world for my pain
signals cross and love gets lost and time passed makes it plain
of all my demon spirits i need you the most
i'm in love with your ghost
i'm in love with your ghost
dark and dangerous like a secret that gets whispered in a hush
don't tell a soul
when i wake the things i dreamt about you last night make me blush
don't tell a soul
and you kiss me like a lover then you sting me like a viper
i go follow to the river play your memory like a piper
and i feel it like a sickness how this love is killing me
i'd walk into the fingers of your fire willingly
and dance the edge of sanity i've never been this close
i'm in love with your ghost
unknowing captor
you never know how much you pierce my spirit
but i can't touch youcan you hear it
a cry to be free
oh i'm forever under lock and key
as you pass through me
now i see your face before me i would launch a thousand ships
to bring your heart back to my island as the sand beneath me slips
as i burn up in your presence and i know now how it feels
to be weakened like achilles with you always at my heels
this bitter pill i swallow is the silence that i keep
it poisons me i can't swim free the river is too deep
though i'm baptized by your touchi am no worse than most
in love with your ghost
you are shadowing my dreams
in love with your ghost
in love with your ghost
in love with your ghost
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