Oq
July 7, 2006
Esta sensación tan horrible, que me traspasa….estoy débil. Lo reconozco, y dentro de mí dos direcciones halan una en contra de la otra: sucumbir o continuar. Me lanzo, repitiendo mi fórmula, alargándome por sobre la piel que se debate entre el hielo y el fuego, sintiendo el latido de mi corazón, conciente de lo que no soy, pretendiendo nacer del fuego, en silencio diciendo: “Be patient….”
“I will…but I still may”….
The Patient
Tool
Lateralus
A groan of tedium escapes me,
Startling the fearful.
Is this a test? It has to be,
Otherwise I can’t go on.
Draining patience, drain vitality.
This paranoid, paralyzed vampire act’s a little old.
But I’m still right here
Giving blood, keeping faith
And I’m still right here.
Wait it out,
Going to wait it out,
Be patient (wait it out).
If there were no reward to reap,
No loving embrace to see me through
This tedious path I’ve chosen here,
I certainly would’ve walked away by now.
Going to wait it out.
If there were no desire to heal
A damaged and broken man along
This tedious path I’ve chosen here
I certainly would’ve walked away by now.
And I still may… I still may.
Be patient.
I must keep reminding myself of this.
And if there were no rewards to reap,
No loving embrace to see me through
This tedious path I’ve chosen here,
I certainly would’ve walked away by now.
And I still may.
Going to wait it out.
