Brick ~ Ben Folds Five

Know thyself?
If I knew myself, I'd run away.
--Johann Wolfgang von Goethe


In The Land Of The Living
Alone
Isolation
World of Strangers
I Don't Know

In The Land Of The Living

In the land of the living,

I smile and laugh and talk,

I have perfected the act,

The illusion,

I look just like one of them.

In the land of the living,

I have no fear or worries,

Nothing concerns me,

Effects me,

I am invincible.

In the land of the living,

They would never guess I am not one of them,

That I am one of the undead.

Breathing but not feeling,

Going through the motions,

Doing what's expected.

Don't get caught!

Watch your back!

Don't arouse suspicion!

What you are not one of us?!!

You are not happy here?!!

Outcast!!!!

Leper!!!

Maintain the charade or risk being exiled.

Thrown out to wander endlessly through time,

Searching,

A lost soul,

Unwanted,

Unloved,

For all eternity.

Alone

Alone

In a million people

Invisible

Grey mist on the horizon

Swallowed by the crowd

Defecated by the throng

Individuality is gone

Isolation

I hear the sounds of life around me,

But they are speaking in different tongues,

The voices I hear have no meaning for me.

I see the wonder and joy of life on the faces around me,

But they do not acknowledge my existence,

Not even the slightest flicker of recognition shows in their eyes.

I imagine the loving sensation as two people connect,

But a paralysing numbness prevents me from feeling,

And insular bubble secluding me from the world.

The pleasures of life hold no happiness for me.

Their appearance merely a reminder of my hellish reality.

A lifetime in Limbo.

Death would be a sweet release,

For my already rotting soul.

World of Strangers

I feel the cold wind blowin', spreading trouble through this town,

If you can then get on home now, coz there's something going down.

See the street alive with monsters, lurking shadows at your back,

Hey, but don't you turn and face 'em, if you do then they'll attack.

And I'm talkin' but no-one listens,

And I'm bleedin' but no-one cares,

And I'm screamin' but they don't hear me,

Coz there's never anyone there.

And it's just a world of strangers,

We're all living separate lives,

We're just a world of nobodies,

So no-one hears you cry,

And no-one sees you die.

There's a stench of rottin' flesh here, as you suffocate, can't breathe,

While the city's lights caress you, and they tell you that you can't leave.

This hell's a living nightmare, and escape is never cheap,

Sex and drugs are all l want now, and l drink myself to sleep.

And I'm talkin' but no-one listens,

And I'm bleedin' but no-one cares,

And I'm screamin' but they don't hear me,

Coz there's never anyone there.

And it's just a world of strangers,

We're all living separate lives,

We're just a world of nobodies,

So no-one hears you cry,

And no-one sees you die.

It feels like I'm slowly dying, gotta leave this town behind,

Pack my bags and hey I'm gone now, Something's running through my mind.

If only l can find it, then l know l can be free,

So I'm seeking and I'm searching for the place that's right for me.

And I'm talking but no-one listens,

And I'm bleedin' but no-one cares,

And I'm screamin' but they don't hear me,

Coz there's never anyone there.

And it's just a world of strangers,

We're all living separate lives,

We're just a world of nobodies,

So no-one hears you cry,

And no-one sees you die.

I Don't Know

I don't know why,

I ever believed in us

I don't know when,

I stopped believing the dream.

I don't know how,

My heart stopped believing in love,

I don't know where,

Or if I'll believe again.

Poetry Text Copyright � 1998-2000 Tess Templer

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