Also known as, I Want To Stand Out In A Crowd For You
Quiet the mind. [ It's too noisy in there. I can hear your thoughts from here. ]
Listen carefully. I’m going to say something. You will know these words, but you don’t know what they mean. These words have been thrown around, tossed in a garbage. Spoken on the hilltops. Yelled across rooms.
A crisp morning can speak strongly
But it’s as if these words left those lips, went into the air and then landed, and appeared to be heard. But there will be a moment, when you say it and it won’t be returned. You wonder what it meant. You try to follow with a gentle touch. And it felt like a cold stone [ Not the creamery ]
At one point, they rang in your ears. Beautiful and unyielding. But you haven’t heard them in awhile. And when you did, the meaning was lost. It was used to maintain control, and you felt like you were bound by them, feeling like you were underwater, struggling to rise to the surface.
And then you abandon the idea that they mean anything at all. Freeing you. It’s useless drivel. That is used to manipulate and control. And they won’t control you anymore.
But…
Did you remember how it was spoken? These words and any words are only deep and penetrating, when they pierce the heart. And that doesn’t come from yelling, because your walls are up. It doesn’t come when it is spoken above the crowd [ Oh yes, in that moment it will be in the eyes ]. It will be a minor moment, that can be miss-interpreted. [ Watch the eyes ]
It comes in a whisper, when your heart is at peace. It rides on the winds that softly brush up against you on the August evening. It’s spoken on a crisp winter morning when it can move through the air with ease.
It will always be when your heart and mind are at peace. At that moment, the two will come together to confirm what your ears so desperately wanted to hear
So in that moment, when you hear it, and you have no interruptions. The thought will come across your mind, and you will hear in their voice… “I L…”
Stupid phone. I will have to come back to that thought.
Why can’t I write like that? I could never come up with words that strike that deep.
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I’m sure you could write anything. You have a really good ability and I know you would write very well.
great song choice.
Isn’t it? I kinda liked it myself
It’s all about the eyes. Eyes don’t lie. You can so easily see love reflecting there. Oh, beautiful eyes. (Now I just need to find a pair to gaze into…)
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The eyes never lie. If you struggle to find peace when looking into their eyes, it’s because there isn’t any. Eyes that tell the life story, are the most beautiful.