Long live, long live, long live the king of mercy
Kiss away the pain and leave me lonely
I'll never know if love's a lie
Ooh - being crazy in paradise is easy
Can you see the prisoners in my eyes
Where is the love to shelter me
Give me love, love set me free
Where is the love, to shelter me
Only love, love set me free
Set me free
Listening to The Crimson Idol managed to rip my heart out, quite neatly, tonight. I haven't heard these songs in years, and listening to them now...while I'm writing what I am...fuck.
Music. That's what takes me to "that place" in my mind. The one where I can see everything with perfect clarity. And what's more, I can feel it all...every last twisted up emotion. As if the emotions weren't twisted up enough already, you know? Some of the remembering feels good, and some of it...
Well, there are some things that are better off left forgotten. Not that I could ever get that lucky. It's all a part of me, the good *and* the bad. And I'll get through this, one way or another.
Hold on to my heart, to my heart, to me
Hold on to my heart, to my heart, to me
And oh no, don't let me go cause all I am
You hold in your hands, and hold me
And I'll make it through the night
And I'll be alright, hold on, hold on to my heart