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Reach
Awakening from the shattering
Clear away debris and see that you're missing
Questioning this scheme of things
Looking to the sky
But no one's answering
If you're picture's worth a thousand words
Where do I cash it in?
I've been staring at yours for months
And I still don't know where to begin
How to begin
Begin again
Begin to appreciate the past
To try and make sense of
This puzzle that you left
Now piece of mind
Is the last one left to find
To make this a vision
Of brighter times
If you're picture's worth a thousand words
Where do I cash it in?
I've been staring at yours for months
And I still don't know where to begin
Can you reach a little further?
I can almost touch your fingertips
Can you speak a little louder?
I can almost feel the warmth of your breath
If I could reach to where you are now
I would grab you and hold you tight
If I could speak so you could hear me
I would finally get to say goodbye
And break the silence
If you're picture's worth a thousand words
Where do I cash it in?
I've been staring at yours for months
And I still don't know where to begin
How to begin
Begin again
Begin to listen...
...to the silence
(in memory of Michael Christopher McGee)
Clear away debris and see that you're missing
Questioning this scheme of things
Looking to the sky
But no one's answering
If you're picture's worth a thousand words
Where do I cash it in?
I've been staring at yours for months
And I still don't know where to begin
How to begin
Begin again
Begin to appreciate the past
To try and make sense of
This puzzle that you left
Now piece of mind
Is the last one left to find
To make this a vision
Of brighter times
If you're picture's worth a thousand words
Where do I cash it in?
I've been staring at yours for months
And I still don't know where to begin
Can you reach a little further?
I can almost touch your fingertips
Can you speak a little louder?
I can almost feel the warmth of your breath
If I could reach to where you are now
I would grab you and hold you tight
If I could speak so you could hear me
I would finally get to say goodbye
And break the silence
If you're picture's worth a thousand words
Where do I cash it in?
I've been staring at yours for months
And I still don't know where to begin
How to begin
Begin again
Begin to listen...
...to the silence
(in memory of Michael Christopher McGee)
Published 19th Jan 2011
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19th Jan 2011 3:51am
...Pierre, rings melodious today. A sweet piece, with a very simple question at its core...
and
"If I could speak so you could hear me
I would finally get to say goodbye
And break the silence"
are craft, and having just listened to those tracks i can get a feel for how it would sound. beautiful, PTM.
"If I could speak so you could hear me
I would finally get to say goodbye
And break the silence"
are craft, and having just listened to those tracks i can get a feel for how it would sound. beautiful, PTM.
24th Jan 2011 1:18pm
and I don't know whether I should use the word melancholy overhere as that may mar the beauty of the song so romantically sung by you, still I am lil bit emotional to the piece. I can almost touch your senses Pierre. A sensitive masterpiece. BTW who is Mc Gee?
25th Jan 2011 2:05am
