My voetspore vorm ‘n stippellyn op die sand. ‘n Stippellyn, hmm. Wat is dit anders as ‘n gebreekte lyn? A line being incomplete. Ek kyk langs my, daar weerkaats net één skaduwee: myne. Sonder jou hand in myne sal die buitelyne van my menswees altyd net stippels wees: stukkies van ‘n gebreekte lyn.
[Artist: Linkin Park]
Quiet
Everyone's sleeping through life
Afraid that their questions
Just might have answers
Quiet
Everyone shut off their mind
So I'll turn on mine
Alone in a world
With millions of souls
Walking in Circles
Trapped in their dreams
Unhealthy, unclean
Walking in Circles, now
Do not disturb
Scream in silence
Everyone's sleeping
Quiet
We're living inside of our mouths
Afraid someone just might
Hear what we're thinking
Quiet
Careful of what you might say
'cause they'll put you away
Alone in a world
With millions of souls
Walking in circles
Trapped in their dreams
Unhealthy, unclean
Walking in Circles, now
Do not disturb
Scream in silence
Everyone's sleeping
[Solo:]
Alone in a world
With millions of souls
Walking in circles
Trapped in their dreams
Unhealthy, unclean
Walking in Circles, now
Do not disturb
Scream in silence
Everyone's sleeping
Alone in a world (Walking in circles, now)
With millions of souls (Walking in circles, now)
Walking in circles
Alone in a world (Walking in circles)
With millions of souls (Walking in circles)
Walking in circles, now
Do not disturb
Scream in silence
Everyone's sleeping
Saturday, October 24, 2009
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