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I pass by these walls, the walls of Layla And I kiss this wall and that wall It’s not Love of the walls that has enraptured my heart But of the One who dwells within them
Layla and Majnun, Nizami Ganjavi
Happy October
If only I’d thought of the right words I could have held on to your heart
The Cure, Pictures of You
Though nothing, will keep us together We could steal time Just for one day
You're far too precious to me I only want what's best for you That might not include me Well I know it's true But I'm here for you
Lucero, “Darby's Song”
Any fool can be happy. It takes a man with real heart to make beauty out of the stuff that makes us weep
Now some of us are weak and some endure Some people live their life, with a violence that's pure and clean But I saw a man cry once, down on his knees In the corner of a darkened cell, and his pain meant nothing to me
But I was younger then young men never die When I walked out in the sun, I was strong, clear-minded and blind
Now don't say a prayer for anyone, it doesn't do any good Please don't ask me questions, it'd just be misunderstood And if you could step inside me you'd feel what hatred brings And if you saw with my eyes, you'd see what self-deception means
I was younger once, and I created a lie And though my body was strong, I was self-diluted, confident, and blind
Now show some pity, for the weak of will Because when we're drinking, we can never be filled Show some understanding for a lonely fool Because when I'm drinking, I am out of control Well I was never young, nothing has transpired And when I look in the mirror, I feel dead, I feel cold, I am blind
I am blind
I'm not sentimental- I'm as romantic as you are. The idea, you know, is that the sentimental person thinks things will last- the romantic person has a desperate confidence that they won't.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise