 |
||
 |
 |
|
|
||
|
|
|
One Three Five (The Odd Theory)
| One | |
| Alone. | |
| One is a time to think. | |
| One is a time to cry. | |
| Tired and scared, | |
| One is the way you were born. | |
| One is the way you will die. | |
| Three | |
| Burden. | |
| Three is with some friends. | |
| For a time it will do. | |
| When it gets late | |
| Three becomes them and you. | |
| Five | |
| Outcast. | |
| Alone from the start. | |
| You are on the outside looking in. | |
| Soon forgotten, | |
| Entangled by the Odd Theory, | |
| Is a life that will never win. |
A world of love
In which you do not some how belong.
The passing of days,
The darkness of nights,
A life that could be put in song.
This you can see through my eyes.
The sound of rain.
The drop of a tear.
A silent wind
Blowing through your barren heart.
The fog as it draws near.
This you can hear through my eyes.
Always cold.
Alone, so scared and sad.
A hollow man
Just trying to exist.
For him, death won't be so bad.
This you can feel through my eyes.
Rejection.
That pain will cut like a knife.
Like a knight
Without a crusade
You will meander through out this life.
This you can live through my eyes.
-Chuck in Chicago
|
|
|