Running Away.

When two notes that share the same energy meets each other, they reinforce each others volume and we hear this strangely discordant harmony. When a song sings to your heart, it is no longer a song but becomes a salve for your soul. It melts into you and becomes the balm for your body's lacerated fibres.

Your mind stops churning for a moment to hear what the song is saying. It stirs and resonates with you. Your eyes concur with the words. They begin to release a pain so wet it stains your cheeks as it drains off from them.

You begin to savour the sweet intoxication that seems to slit your wrists while the notes plunge into your heart. The words, they begin to tear your reality to shreds. You are left in your broken pieces.

You think you've been saved. You pick up the pieces of you and you try to fix the dismantled, the lost. You think you've been saved.

You might just be; but until the next discordant song come along again.

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RUNNING AWAY - Midnight Hour.

Don't lie and say that it's OK.
It's alright here, there's nothing more to say.
So I'm running away.
I'm leaving this place.
Yeah, I'm running away.
I'm running away.

Don't tell me, I don't want to play.
It's too late for you to make me stay.
No, I won't stay.
So I'm running away.
I'm leaving this place.
Yeah, I'm running away.
I'm running away.

And faster than you can follow me from this lonely place.
And farther than you can find me, I'm leaving
Yeah I'm leaving today.
And I, I'll never let you find me.
I'm leaving you behind with the past
No, I won't look back.
And I don't want to hear your reasons.
Don't want to hear you tell me why I should stay.

And try, and try to understand me
And try to understand what I say when I say I can't stay
I, I'm moving on from this place
I'm leaving and I won't quit running away.

I'm running away.
I'm leaving this place.
Yeah, I'm running away.
I'm running away.