Friday, June 23, 2006

left to haunt this sad estate in hallow walls and empty halls

the prayers and tears of arthur digby sellers - lisa

i believe i've already posted this song, but i really love it. try and listen to the words. what happens to our imaginary friends once we grow up and never talk or knowledge them anymore? well, lisa, someone's imaginary friend, tells us how she feels when someone has forgotten about her.

There’s nothing I could call this
No architecture for the order of things
When I sat and watched you sleeping
Before the trucks arrived
Boxed up your better life
I wrote you letters for awhile

Left to haunt this sad estate
In hallow walls and empty halls
But all I saw was some doll that you abandoned
So I crawled inside
Where the stitching held me tight
And hoped that you would come back
To find me sometime

I hope that you’ll forgive me
For being so severe
Your proximity was clouding my account
Of what was real here

You’re 8 years old
I’m stuck inside the wall
You always talk but never hold me
I wish that you would ask me how I’m feeling
There’s so much I want to tell you
About the way I’m disappearing

And so many years have past since that
I left the house
I left a map to my new wall
You must have never found it

And I heard that you got married
And I hope she helps you fall asleep these days
Cause I knew the ways
When you were 8

You’re not what I imagined
You’d become when we were younger
But I’m still in love with that one
And I’ve since found your parent’s house
And live inside the wall
But you don’t ask about me when you call
my attempt at the lyrics (if you find mistakes let me know, thanks)

the cure - halo


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