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Some myths are real and should be believed |
Phoenix Rising When fire rises in your eyes, when passion burns so high; that smile hides a thousand lies, protecting truths, we try... We try to be an island, fort, protected by a reef; remote up in the Highlands, caught, connected far beneath the ground beneath the water runs, streamed, saline... its relief tectonic, plates grind, torture plumbs, ... such water has its teeth Teeth that could consume you whole, when dared to brave the depths; careful hearts that beat true, toll 'midst souls that have the breadth With glory in the rapture, found, as blood swirls in the waves; a beauty hard to capture, ground, a sight that's hard to save Some will skim the surface, long, some sail peaceful shores; some will think they're worthless, wrong ... some will think they're more The tempests come regardless, cold, such squalls will twist and turn; the storms we try to harness, hold, beneath the waves we churn Caught up in an undertow, directionless, we spin; helpless in an overflow, brash battles we can't win Afraid to reach the harbour, safe, afraid to reach the shore; a land sun drenched in ardour, strafed, forever wanting more Connected 'neath the surface, joined, yet lacking direct touch; safety with a surplus coined, a distance that hides much but fire can burn anywhere, a space to drown, to save; options for a heart that dares, such flames will ride such waves staid smiles shrouding many lies, protected truths we hide; a fire raised in strangers' eyes .... should never be denied |