New Divide

I would like to apologize first to everyone that has put up with me for the entire past month of my “self-destruction”. (Credit to Sir for that accurate description.) I would like to thank those who offered much needed support. I have personally thanked as many as I could. I have diagnosed myself as having a severe case of Sirdrop.

As for those who insisted Sir was wrong at any point… See? He is an amazing man, and I was right. 😛

I am feeling totally awesome today. (But then again, hadn’t I said that two days ago?) I came on tonight to talk about my evening, but I will write about IndigoLaughter‘s show “Twisted” and my date another time.

I was listening to music, and this song caught my attention. I had heard it before, and I had always liked the first five lines. It, to me, described subspace with Sir. I didn’t like the rest of the song, though, because it sounded like a break-up song. Now I get the song. All of it. It felt like the whole past month’s thoughts to me.

Linkin Park – New Divide

I remembered black skies, the lightning all around me
I remembered each flash as time began to blur
Like a startling sign that fate had finally found me
And your voice was all I heard
Did I get what I deserve?

So give me reason to prove me wrong to wash this memory clean
Let the thoughts cross the distance in your eyes
Give me reason to fill this up, connect the space between
Let it be enough to reach the truth that lies
Across this new divide

There was nothing inside, the memories left abandoned
There was no where to hide the ashes fell like snow
And the ground caved in between where we were standing
And your voice was all I heard
Did I get what I deserve?

So give me reason to prove me wrong to wash this memory clean
Let the thoughts cross the distance in your eyes
Across this new divide

In every loss in every lie in every truth that you deny
And each regret and each divide was some mistake too great to hide
And your voice was all I heard
Did I get what I deserve?

So give me reason to prove me wrong to wash this memory clean
Let the thoughts cross the distance in your eyes
Give me reason to fill this up, connect the space between
Let it be enough to reach the truth that lies
Across this new divide
Across this new divide
Across this new divide

Apparently I am very skilled at mental manipulation. The only problem is, I can only do it to myself. 😀

Now if you will excuse me, my youngest is asleep again, and there is another absolutely amazing man about to receive my best personally delivered “thank-you” yet…

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