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Underground
-David Bowie.
No one can blame you
For walking away
He couldn't remember where he began it all. Could no longer tell the difference between up and down. Everything seemed to be going full circle
around and around and around. He liked it
at times, loved it at others, but more often then not hated it. But he couldn't or won't stop. Something was
missing no one knew what, and many didn't even notice the gap of life. Only he saw it. Only he tried to find it and make everything whole again. He never did. Made a deal with the Devil's son and left it all. It wasn't the spawn of the devil but it made
no difference to him. He didn't want to
hurt them like he did, he had to. It
was all too dangerous.
Too much rejection (na na)
No love injection (na na)
Life can be easy
It's not always swell
Don't tell me truth hurts, little girl
'Cause it hurts like hell
That's how I used to hope how he died. Valiantly for his family sacrifice his life to allow us to live. It makes the thoughts of him, even the ones that are now just blurs easier to face. I want him here though, more then anything else. But that can't happen, this isn't the movies with magic chants to awake the dead. When I get angry at him for leaving I simply convince myself of that hero story locked in my head. Even though I know that's not sure, I know he'd never agree to have himself killed. Still in some strange ways it does help me. I miss him every day, his laugh, strong hug, and just having him near.
But down in the underground
You'll find someone true
Down in the underground
A land serene
A crystal moon, ah, ah
He now watches from above.
Protecting everyone he loves from harm.
Can't control the weather and the rains but he still controls their
hearts. In a land of mystery and sugar
coated fantasies. Here he never
questions right from wrong. Here
everything just is with no questions asked.
Happy is what he wants to be.
But he can't. Not without them,
there is nothing he can do though. They
will arrive in time, when their hourglasses run out of sand.
It's only forever
Not long at all
Lost and lonely
That's underground
Underground
He stopped being who he was before the minute he came here. Only a shell of the person who used to
control him. He can never remember what
he liked or hated. Assumes it doesn't
matter the past is the past. But he
thinks of them. Especially the young
one and fears for her. And it angers
him that he can't think of a reason of why she could cause such frustration
inside of him. But everyone knows that
where he is nothing is challenged and everything not there is to be
ignored. Even though he's not suppose
to feel emotions he does miss them.
Daddy, daddy, get me out of here
Ha ha I'm underground
Heard about a place today
Nothing never hurts again
Daddy, daddy, get me out of here
I have to stop myself. Stop my thoughts. He's dead! And no matter how I hard I wish for it change it never will. Still I want to see him. He'd understand me. More then the others. Nothing is left for me here, it's all gone astray. I tried to run from it all, but it followed me. I am sure it followed him too. He's all alone thinking of me. Not sad but not sad either. I want to make him smile. I want to be with him.
Ah ha I'm underground
Sister sister, please take me down
Ah ah I'm underground
Daddy, daddy, get me out of here
She was no longer herself. Even
though the boy never knew who she was ever was. Something had always been different about her. Marching to a parade all her own, ignoring
the rules, ignoring it all. Still now
it was different. Something wasn't
right. He wanted to be like her. Understand things must cannot, have a dream
and chase after it everyday. But the
boy was more for living in reality, taking life has if flies towards you. Not much for looking for the stray balls you
missed to catch. Having heard her speak
of this world in her head where everything is ok, he doesn't care, not like we
he hopes he could.
No one can blame you
For walking away
The boy didn't cry when she left. Knowing she'd be back soon, the days of her coming home celebration would fly on by. Maybe she could finally be happy, relax a little. Try to forget it all. He knew that was like asking to see the red sea part. Just not going to happen. Even though he was happy she was getting away, he couldn't help to wonder did he not try hard enough? Could of walked five steps instead of just the three. Tried a little harder to see things at eye level?
Too much rejection (na na)
No love injection (na na)
But down in the underground
You'll find someone true
Down in the underground
A land serene
A crystal moon, ah, ah
I forgot the address to reach them at.
That's a lie another one to throw on the stack. I hate it all. Hate them all. I want to
leave here, they won't miss me. Moved
on to my replacement someone I could never be, the thing they always wanted me
to be. I never call either the
conversations bored me. Along with
everything else. With him I won't be
bored. Everything would forever be
happy and I could learn how to smile.
It would be perfect. The world
would be ours to control. The stars at
our fingertips. To be happy, just to be
happy is that asking for too much?
It's only
It's only forever
It's not long at all
The lost and the lonely
That's underground
He feels something inside where his heart and soul used to be. A feeling of doom, a feeling he cannot
control. And knows he caused it,
someway, somehow years ago. He knows
it's the young one creating it all.
Still he doesn't try to stop her.
Wants her to come near. To come
to him. To enable him to touch his past
and no longer be alone.
Underground
Daddy, daddy, get me out of here
Heard about a place today
Nothing never hurts again
Daddy, daddy, get me out of here
Ha ha I'm underground
I don't care if they'll cry. I doubt they will though. I don't matter to them. Only to him. I tried to understand them, put on a show of being normal. But I quit in the middle of the act. Not like they noticed. He did though, he to of! I am just like him, his soul lives inside of me. I don't care about the pain, it will not last. Soon I'll be like him. Soon people will create stories of hero's and dying for the sake of the world with me in the staring rolls. Just like my stories of him and his finally days it'll all be lies. I really don't care.
Sister, sister, please take me down
Ah ha I'm underground
Daddy, daddy, get me out
The boy awoke in a cold panting sweat.
Something was wrong. On the edge
of life and death. Pleading within his
soul the hopes it was just a dream and all was still the same in his
world. But the fear of everything was
no longer the same was still in his mind, screaming at him. It was the girl who created this, the girl
who in a moment destroyed his world. No
prove of the situation was there but he knew it to be true. Thoughts of his father flood him, cursing
the same name he used to praise. Trying
to understand exactly what made him so damn special the girl had to
follow. The boy wonders if he's the
fool for not seeing what she did, and hopes one moment if only for a second
he'd understand it all.
Wanna live underground
Wanna live underground
Wanna live underground
Wanna live underground
Wanna live underground
Wanna live underground
Wanna live underground
Wanna live underground
I didn't think it would be like this.
I knew it would be forever, no take backs allowed. Just I had always pictured this scene to be
different. I don't see him. How can he not be here picking me up in his
arms? I can still see the blood soaking
into my shirt; I can whip the sweat off my neck. I feel nothing. The pain
I felt the moment I stuck the knife is vanished. I can't feel anything, not even emotions. Everything in me seems to be set at melancholy and I can't change it. I did this to be accepted into his world to
keep him company. But there is nobody
here.
Daddy, daddy, get me out of here
Ah ha I'm underground
Sister sister please take me down
He hadn't seen it happened, but felt it within his soul. For a moment remembering all of his history. Who he had been, what he did and how it all helped create the scene. He killed her. His stupid actions of going head first, ignore the signs of death was near, had killed her. It wasn't fair. He wasn't used to the emotions, especially of the one of guilt had to stop it. He didn't know how but he had to bring her back into the world and put the broken pieces together.
Ah ha I'm underground
Ah ha I'm underground
Ah ha I'm underground
The boy needed her here. Nothing was the same without her. Not even ten minutes had past and he was dead inside. Dead to it all. He wanted to be with her, just like she had wanted to be with the other one. Everything could be all right, everything could be happy again. He pulls the rope he knotted years back from the drawer where he keeps his pants. Never having a need it until this moment. And ties it to the hook from the ceiling.
Daddy Daddy please
Daddy Daddy please
Wanna live underground
Wanna live underground
Wanna live underground
I wish I felt something anything! I never thought death could be so boring and empty. I wish I knew where he was, why he hasn't shown his face to me. But I waited this long for this moment; I can wait a little bit longer. I am not giving up hope that it all work out to my advantage. Wait what's this? I sense something pulling me back, making me leave. I can't! He needs me! I try to scream but nothing comes out. Then I can feel again, the pains of the knife and I start to scream. I am no longer dead and actually am happy by this. Forgetting my thoughts moments ago.
Sister sister take take me down
Sister sister take take me down
The boy stood on the chair. Gently pulling on the rope around his neck. Closes his eyes while taking a deep breath. And as if in slow motion steps off. Then he gets a flash image within his soul. She wasn't dead! She was still here. He opens his eyes to return firmly to the chair. But it was too late.