From: dave@bradley.bradley.edu (David Vessell)
Subject: Re: Does Anyone Get over Being Lonely
Organization: Bradley University
Date: Wed, 18 Nov 92 23:39:51 GMT



Gee, all this quoting of love songs.....

Here are some things I wrote not too long ago.  Those folks among us who
harbour bitterness might find something to relate to.

"Dancing on the Line"

I want to reach out to you
And then shove you away
I want to hold your hand
And then break your fingers
I need to hold you in my arms
With my hands around your throat
I need to make you see my fear
Before my soul goes up in smoke

Because there's a thin line between love and hate
And I'm dancing on the line
I'm dancing on and around the line
There's little difference between fantasy and fate
And I'm dancing on the line
I'm dancing on and around and over the line

I want to caress your face
And then make it black and blue
I want to make love together
And then force myself upon you
I know that my feelings
May sound contradictory
But somehow I've got to make you feel
What you've done to me

They say the opposite of love
Isn't hate, but indifference
So if it makes you feel any better
Your visage fills my nights and days
You make me feel so many ways
It should come as no surprise that I reveal to you

That there's a thin line between love and hate
And I'm dancing on the line
I'm dancing on and around the line
There's precious little difference between fantasy and fate
And I'm dancing on the line
I'm dancing on and around and over the line

Copyright (C)1992 SituSongs, Ltd.


"Sorrow is Noble"

One time long ago, someone said
There's a reason for everything that you've had
When you're at your finest, there will always be
The ones who will try to take it away from me
How can you appreciate the good without the bad?

Everything worthwhile walks a thin line
Sorrow is noble, pain is divine
And words aren't enough to mean everything you say

Drinking alone in my lonely room
Thinking too much, mind full of doom
Love seems so futile over a telephone
Only a cyborg, only a clone
Of what I really need, ripened to bloom

From the Creator I watch for a sign
Sorrow is noble, pain is divine
And perfection is only a heartbeat away

Every word I write relays
All the overused cliches
But I wonder why they're overused
Maybe there is no better word
For a touch that is never heard
Is the eternal flame the one the blows the fuse?

In the classical arts, the critics revere
The honour of pain, the supernatural tear
The tragic hero who will suffer the fall
Will hold love immortal if he lives through it all
What sort of reward when you relive it year after year?

And if I'm caught in the insurrection
I'll die a martyr of your affection
And if the love ever dies, let's just let it decay
For everything worthwhile walks a thin line
Sorrow is noble, pain is divine
And perfection is always a heartbeat away
From the Creator I watch for a sign
Emotion is noble, love is divine
But words aren't enough to mean everything you say

After all this time I guess I'll let it die
I guess I just can't say goodbye
If that's not good enough, what can I say?
Everything worthwhile walks a thin line
Sorrow is noble, pain is divine
And everything you love will wander away....

Copyright (C)1989 SituSongs, Ltd.



Have a day.



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