Discussion dans 'Archive' créé par DestrOi!, 25 Mai 2007.

  1. DestrOi!

    DestrOi! Membre du forum Membre actif

    Mar 2005
    Blind people must fall in love with a sense of mind, a sense of touch
    But when you insist on finding shadows in which to kiss
    And down the lights to cover the sights of your nakedness

    It feels so restrained
    Are we really ashamed
    Of what we possess?
    It's just nakedness

    Feeling too fat, feeling too thin
    Needing some clothing to cover the skin
    Thinking in terms of original sin
    Not knowing where the other one's been

    Afraid to discuss the difference between
    Falling in love and physical need
    A thousand distant painted looks
    Staring from adverts and top-shelf books
    Makes us afraid of what we reveal
    How it's portrayed is not how it feels

    It feels so individual
    It feels so other-personal
    Dresses up creates fiction
    Under restriction

    Fear of not being what the other one sees
    Image contradicting what lies underneath
    All the protection comes off in the end
    Nothing left to judge you by, nothing to defend

    Covered up the truth so long it seemed it wasn't there
    Here it is so laugh aloud or tell me why you're scared