Underground_Network
March 8th, 2009, 08:21 AM
I read about
The ending
Of the story
One sad night.
I was lying in my bed
Next to the fiery candlelight,
Oh it was so, so bright,
I summoned all my might...
But I couldn't get to sleep
So I called up my best friend
He said, "What the fuck,
Man it's 3 AM!"
I told him that I couldn't sleep
He asked me what was up,
I told him 'bout the candlelight,
He told me to blow it out...
I told him it was beautiful
And amazingly serene.
He questioned my intelligence
And then hung up on me.
In trying to just comprehend
What was going on,
I picked up a story book
From underneath my bed.
I noticed that towards the end
There was a strange bookmark,
I turned unto that very page
And memories, they sparked!
Images of childhood
Images of pain,
I guess you could go and say
It drove me near insane!
Now sitting up by candlelight
I began to read the end,
"Good night to all the boys and girls
Good night forever friends."
And in the illustration
I could make out a sad scene
A little mouse with knife in hand
Taking his own life...
He did it for the sake of
All his tiny friends,
He had no other choice
So, he did what he had to.
Reading this and seeing this
Brought tears to my eyes,
I blew out the candlelight
And cried myself to sleep.
And now I contemplate
The reasons that we see
For everything and anything
And what we all shall be...
And now I contemplate
The reasons that we see
For everything and anything
And what we all shall be...
The ending
Of the story
One sad night.
I was lying in my bed
Next to the fiery candlelight,
Oh it was so, so bright,
I summoned all my might...
But I couldn't get to sleep
So I called up my best friend
He said, "What the fuck,
Man it's 3 AM!"
I told him that I couldn't sleep
He asked me what was up,
I told him 'bout the candlelight,
He told me to blow it out...
I told him it was beautiful
And amazingly serene.
He questioned my intelligence
And then hung up on me.
In trying to just comprehend
What was going on,
I picked up a story book
From underneath my bed.
I noticed that towards the end
There was a strange bookmark,
I turned unto that very page
And memories, they sparked!
Images of childhood
Images of pain,
I guess you could go and say
It drove me near insane!
Now sitting up by candlelight
I began to read the end,
"Good night to all the boys and girls
Good night forever friends."
And in the illustration
I could make out a sad scene
A little mouse with knife in hand
Taking his own life...
He did it for the sake of
All his tiny friends,
He had no other choice
So, he did what he had to.
Reading this and seeing this
Brought tears to my eyes,
I blew out the candlelight
And cried myself to sleep.
And now I contemplate
The reasons that we see
For everything and anything
And what we all shall be...
And now I contemplate
The reasons that we see
For everything and anything
And what we all shall be...