Dang
Got my heart goin' again
Unpredictability is the only thing predictable
And my heart beating
Is such dangerous game
A time bomb in my chest
Shouting it's mind to the world
To diffuse or not
Is it really a question?
After all
I don't want to hurt you
I'm a time bomb
And these feelings will die alone
One more!
A young man brushes by me
Wrapping his arms around a woman in the crowd
A car breezes through them and off into the sunset
Wings in the air
Birds on the ground
A drummer throwing bomb through a window
And the sun you saw so high in the sky
Is now settling into night
As your eyes catch the young couple
On a park bench doing goodness know what
I blink before continuing to walk
Shielding my eyes from the blazing sun
And cranking the volume on my Ipod
We only exist in this song
Disappearing with each verse
Our story etched into the BGM of your life
The first poem is pretty straight forwards, so I won't go into it. But the second poem is a little obscure, so I'll explain and try to revise it later and re-post so it makes more sense.
I usually stare off when I listen to music, because I like to visualize what's going on in the music as if it's real life. So it's like a movie playing in my head as the music goes on and the characters act out the lyrics. But as I thought more about it, I felt kind of sad. Each person, each character is like a story, a character given life for one moment in each lyric or sentence. But I guess that's like our lives right? We're given moments to live in the small amount of time we have in our conscious lives, and after it disappears, we're left with the memories we've kept in our hearts, playing over and over like the lyrics in a song, or the scene from a love story. Anyways, if it makes sense to you, then I hope you try it, it gives life to the music you listen to everyday. Happy Reading!
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