Late For The Sky

The words had all been spoken
And somehow the feeling still wasn't right
And still we continued on through the night

Tracing our steps from the beginning
Until they vanished into the air
Trying to understand how our lives had led us there

Looking hard into your eyes
There was nobody I'd ever known
Such an empty surprise to feel so alone

Now for me some words come easy
But I know that they don't mean that much
Compared with the things that are said when lovers touch

You never knew what I loved in you
I don't know what you loved in me
Maybe the picture of somebody you were hoping I might be

Awake again, I can't pretend, and I know I'm alone
And close to the end of the feeling we've known

How long have I been sleeping
How long have I been drifting alone through the night
How long have I been dreaming I could make it right
If I closed my eyes and tried with all my might

To be the one you need

Awake again, I can't pretend, and I know I'm alone
And close to the end of the feeling we've known

How long have I been sleeping
How long have I been drifting alone through the night
How long have I been running for that morning flight
Through the whispered promises and the changing light

Of the bed where we both lie

Late for the Sky

Me too, virgolibra .. waking up takes a while to come to full consciousness, though.

You're right, MsPisces .. maybe it's all been a dream.

Maybe life itself is one big dream .. and we don't know it because we're asleep.

P how beautiful.

"You never knew what I loved in you
I don't know what you loved in me
Maybe the picture of somebody you were hoping I might be"

I can relate to that with my ex.

A Piscean curse of being chamelions ...

Looking hard into your eyes
There was nobody I'd ever known
Such an empty surprise to feel so alone


This is how I picture other people feeling when with a Pisces .. we look hard into their eyes, but, we're really empty to them because they never really know who we are.

This isn't my work .. it belongs to somebody else .. but, it speaks to me really loud.

I know exactly what you mean P, sometimes I'm with other people and I just think "what's the point in even talking to you cos you just don't get me at all" so I just sort of look at them with a glazed expression. And then I feel ignorant so I end up making small talk or saying something totally stupid.

We do it all the time, virgolibra .. when faced with having to explain our hearts, we submerge into our other reality where there are no thoughts, just feelings that can't be spoken in words .. from the outside looking into our eyes .. we appear to be catatonic, the look on our face and in our eyes is interpreted as though we've slipped into a stupor, mentally fogged over. And this would be correct, for our true feelings aren't revealed .. they can only be felt without expression.

I know, Thetis .. no matter how much we try to talk, what is really in our hearts doesn't come out. I think that's why we are compelled with an overwhelming sensation to give of ourselves to other people so selflessly ... trying to compensate with nurturing and caring.

"I just sort of look at them with a glazed expression. And then I feel ignorant so I end up making small talk or saying something totally stupid."

Why doesn't our hearts have a voice? Why are we made to feel so deeply and profoundly with no avenue in which to express it verbally? We can draw, paint, make music, etc .. and in there lies how we feel, however, forever encaptured within what moved us to create it, without having an interpretation that is worthy of any words.

Just pure feelings .. no thoughts at all.

I guess it depends on who I'm with, I know within the first few minutes of speaking to someone whether or not I'll be able to relate to them and vice versa.