being that

being that more has been forgotten than remembered...

...i gave a million words when all she wanted was one heart.
there was a time this would have been so much more, so revealing, so many secrets from the other side of the wall and if you listen very hard...

the tune will come to you at last

(these songs/player might not show in Firefox, which would spoil the effect, as if this parenthesis has not already, so laugh kukaburro, laugh) and in the end, the love you save, you know?... so it all becomes rhetoric if we let it and if we don't take it seriously enough, it all is for naught, wasted, the tragedy of an unshared life, but if we take it all too seriously, we go mad, so the moral is...

don't go mad.

times was we knew everything it was delusion lost in confusion we forget more than we ever knew you can touch if you want to if you dare if you care you can share

times was we knew nothing it was so real what we could feel was everything in nothing in time we can touch if we want to if we dare if we care we can share

times was we knew everything it was illusion lost in confusion we forget more than we ever knew you can touch if you want to if you dare if you care you can share

the next step is to understand and build a bridge and step across and be where we are together as if we could share one mind and learn to step together living in the same time... that's the secret key, synchronizing living in the same time... so i can introduce myself a million times in a billion words or more, but there is still more to be shared in the mind and space and time... if we synchronize living in the same time - we become the rhyme...

metaphorically speaking, of course :)