Friday, March 06, 2009

Walls

"So I tell you this, and insist on it in the Lord, that you must no longer live as the Gentiles do, in the futility of their thinking. They are darkened in their understanding and separated from the life of God because of the ignorance that is in them due to the hardening of their hearts. Having lost all sensitivity, they have given themselves over to sensuality so as to indulge in every kind of impurity with a continual lust for more." Ephesians 4:17-19


When you put up walls, nothing can get in. There are things that you unconsciously bring with you for your instant pleasure as the walls are being built. With the assistance of these entities, the walls only go up all the more quickly. You can't see over the walls, you can't see around the walls, you can only look straight through them to what lies outside. And it's all so blurry. Best friends become enemies in your eyes due to the distortion. True love runs out and turns to hate when before that was never even a possibility. Everyone seems like a hypocrite when in truth, you are the biggest hypocrite of all. People tend to get a little self-righteous when they are cut off from what really is righteous.

Are you listening?
We write a thousand pages, they're torn and on the floor
Headlights hammer the windows, we're locked behind these doors
And we are never leaving, this place is part of us
And all these scenes repeating are cold to the touch

My hands seem to deceive me
When I'm nervous or when I'm healthy
The scenery's all drawn...

They hang here from the walls dear,
Painting pictures, bleeding colors,
blanket the windows...

Sometimes it gets so hard to breathe.
Your eyes see right through me.

These fights with your arms left beside.
One thing and one more says goodnight.
You've got the map come get to me.
These knuckles break before they bleed.

Tear out these veins that own my heart.
This skin that wears your lasting marks.
I've built these walls come get to me, come get to me.

Is this your lesson, a slight discretion,
The lines that keep you, the lines that sweep you.
Lock the doors from the inside...

Your face is so contagious, it wears announcements,
It leaves me breathless, I won't forget this. I won't forget.

Sometimes it gets so hard to breathe.
Your eyes see right through me.

Let the walls have their say.
Let the walls have their say.
Let the walls have their say.
Let the walls have their say.
Let the walls have their say.
Have their say.

There's no conversation, words without remorse
And this television drowns the only source
Wake from these dreams of you in my arms
To the staircase where you hold my heart
This place, these walls mean everything to me.

-Emery

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