Do you dream, that the world will know your name?
So tell me your name
And do you care, about all the little things or anything at all?
I wanna feel, all the chemicals inside I wanna feel
I wanna sunburn, just to know that I'm alive ["Don't be stupid. A hard pinch on any parts of the body will do just fine." S.Y.]
To know I'm alive
Don't tell me if I'm dying, 'cause I don't wanna know
If I can't see the sun, maybe I should go
Don't wake me 'cause I'm dreaming, of angels on the moon
Where everyone you know, never leaves too soon
Do you believe, in the day that you were born?
Tell me, do you believe?
And do you know, that every day's
The first.. of the rest.. of.. your life?
Don't tell me if I'm dying, 'cause I don't wanna know
If I can't see the sun, maybe I should go
Don't wake me 'cause I'm dreaming, of angels on the moon
Where everyone you know, never leaves too soon
This is to one last day in the shadows
And to know a brother's love
This is to New York City angels
And the rivers of our blood
This is to all of us, to all of us
So don't tell me if I'm dying, 'cause I don't wanna know
If I can't see the sun, maybe I should go
Don't wake me cause I'm dreaming, of angels on the moon
Where everyone you know, never leaves too soon
Yeah, you can tell me all your thoughts
About the stars that fill polluted skies
And show me where you run to
When no one's left to take your side
But don't tell me where the road ends
'Cause I just don't wanna know,
No I don't wanna know
Don't tell me if I'm dying
Don't tell me if I'm dying
"Are... you.... afraid.... of.... death............? or merely the unknown that accompanies/comes after death?" S.Y.
Afternote:
"But anyway, if there are anyone who doesn't believe in birth (They probably believe that babies are sent by seagulls), I doubt they will believe in death as well... until, maybe, they see it themselves." S.Y.
Original date of publish: March 26, 2009 at 4:21 am
So tell me your name
And do you care, about all the little things or anything at all?
I wanna feel, all the chemicals inside I wanna feel
I wanna sunburn, just to know that I'm alive ["Don't be stupid. A hard pinch on any parts of the body will do just fine." S.Y.]
To know I'm alive
Don't tell me if I'm dying, 'cause I don't wanna know
If I can't see the sun, maybe I should go
Don't wake me 'cause I'm dreaming, of angels on the moon
Where everyone you know, never leaves too soon
Do you believe, in the day that you were born?
Tell me, do you believe?
And do you know, that every day's
The first.. of the rest.. of.. your life?
Don't tell me if I'm dying, 'cause I don't wanna know
If I can't see the sun, maybe I should go
Don't wake me 'cause I'm dreaming, of angels on the moon
Where everyone you know, never leaves too soon
This is to one last day in the shadows
And to know a brother's love
This is to New York City angels
And the rivers of our blood
This is to all of us, to all of us
So don't tell me if I'm dying, 'cause I don't wanna know
If I can't see the sun, maybe I should go
Don't wake me cause I'm dreaming, of angels on the moon
Where everyone you know, never leaves too soon
Yeah, you can tell me all your thoughts
About the stars that fill polluted skies
And show me where you run to
When no one's left to take your side
But don't tell me where the road ends
'Cause I just don't wanna know,
No I don't wanna know
Don't tell me if I'm dying
Don't tell me if I'm dying
"Are... you.... afraid.... of.... death............? or merely the unknown that accompanies/comes after death?" S.Y.
Afternote:
"But anyway, if there are anyone who doesn't believe in birth (They probably believe that babies are sent by seagulls), I doubt they will believe in death as well... until, maybe, they see it themselves." S.Y.
Original date of publish: March 26, 2009 at 4:21 am
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