"blushing a cue for her falsities
advantage is my only masterpiece"
Sometimes we think that we understand the people close to us. Every time they show their vulnerabilities, we think that we know better and that it is our job to help them out. We sympathize and we analyze. We know that we've got things figured out and we have the solution.
"penny is poison but I don't mind"
We act on good intentions. We extend our knowledge, our opinions, our assistance... for we're sure that what we have to offer is what they need.
"gardening malice for murderers
flushes to me are the weeds to her"
But in reality, we don't. We're just intruding, feigning empathy and judging. We force unto them our ideas. We talk but we don't listen. We blame them for not doing the things that we believe is right. We reprimand and express disappointment - never thinking that we are just fueling a flame that causes irreversible damage.
"starving the love of the marvelous
I was the penny to previous"
The outcome we've expected doesn't come. We give up but we don't back down. In our minds we still believe that we hold the solution and that what we're doing is right. We didn't do anything wrong.
And we don't realize what we're really doing until somebody else do it to us.
"We know who we are."
Yes, we know who we are.
* * *
Each good song can have several different interpretations. Although the words that make it up have definite meanings, the totality of it can mean absolutely anything. We, as individuals, are all like the words that make up a song. We know who we are as a person, but once put together, we don't really have a clue what we have formed. We don't really know what we have become together. It may be something good, it may be something subliminally destructive, or it may just be plain nonsense.
You may have an interpretation based on how you relate to it, and I may see it differently.
advantage is my only masterpiece"
Sometimes we think that we understand the people close to us. Every time they show their vulnerabilities, we think that we know better and that it is our job to help them out. We sympathize and we analyze. We know that we've got things figured out and we have the solution.
"penny is poison but I don't mind"
We act on good intentions. We extend our knowledge, our opinions, our assistance... for we're sure that what we have to offer is what they need.
"gardening malice for murderers
flushes to me are the weeds to her"
But in reality, we don't. We're just intruding, feigning empathy and judging. We force unto them our ideas. We talk but we don't listen. We blame them for not doing the things that we believe is right. We reprimand and express disappointment - never thinking that we are just fueling a flame that causes irreversible damage.
"starving the love of the marvelous
I was the penny to previous"
The outcome we've expected doesn't come. We give up but we don't back down. In our minds we still believe that we hold the solution and that what we're doing is right. We didn't do anything wrong.
And we don't realize what we're really doing until somebody else do it to us.
"We know who we are."
Yes, we know who we are.
* * *
Each good song can have several different interpretations. Although the words that make it up have definite meanings, the totality of it can mean absolutely anything. We, as individuals, are all like the words that make up a song. We know who we are as a person, but once put together, we don't really have a clue what we have formed. We don't really know what we have become together. It may be something good, it may be something subliminally destructive, or it may just be plain nonsense.
You may have an interpretation based on how you relate to it, and I may see it differently.
