Christina Thomas

Fear the depth

My Mama always said:
"Now, I am really afraid.
Watch out - you've got no head for heights!"
I have to think that she was right,
There ...

When I stand on a flat top where nothing is around
All that I can do is looking to the ground.
Oh, how it pulls me down
Like I'm just wanting to drown
In
Thin
Air ...


I may not walk beside the canyons
`Cause my fear is bigger than anyone's.
And as I am the one who's death-defying,
I would be too much panic's wreath enjoying.


Now there was that girl at school,
She told us `bout the boy she thought was cool.
I `til today can't stand her yet,
But just then that boy walked by - yeah, you can bet.
It tells ...

The only one around dressed in red and black,
Whenever I saw him it felt like falling back.
Oh, luckily he wasn't punk.
His nougat eyes gave my heart funk ...
Deep
Dark
Wells ...


I may not walk beside the canyons
`Cause my fear is bigger than anyone's.
And as I am the one who's death-defying,
I would be too much panic's wreath enjoying.

Naturally, I fell in love right away
And I didn't know what I know today.
Yet so my devotion didn't count.
I was too young, too serious with both feet on the ground.
Meaning ...



All I did was secretly adore
Though, of course, I dreamed of more.
Oh, I really loved to watch him
Though I know I'ld never touch him.
Fear-loving,
Love-fearing
Thing ...


I may not walk beside the canyons
`Cause my fear is bigger than anyone's.
And as I am the one who's death-defying,
I would be too much panic's wreath enjoying.


Now when I come to look back today,
When just turned out that dump girl was gay,
I get of him again a sweet memory,
So wasn't the thrill all that interested me?


I may not walk beside the canyons
`Cause my fear is deeper than anyone's.
And as I am the one who's death-defying,
I would be too much panic's wreath enjoying.


Now, if you wanna call me
Adrenaline-junky
You may cause it wouldn't be so far from truth.
But maybe
That's a recipe
For eternal youth ...

by Huorfern 10.07.2009

 

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Published on e-Stories.org on 02/04/2010.

 

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