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Song Lyric
Epiphany
Your words to me just a whisper
Your Faces so unclear
I try to pay attention
Your words just disappear
Cuz it's always raining in my head
Forget all the things I should have said
So I speak to you in riddles because
My words get in my way
I smoke the whole thing to my head
And feel it wash away
Cuz I can't take anymore of this
I want to come apart
Or dig myself a little hole inside
your precious heart
Cuz it's always raining in my head
Forget all the things I should have said
I am nothing more than a little boy inside
That cries out for attention
Though I always try to hide
And I talk to you like children
But I don't know how I feel
But I know I'll do the right thing
If the right thing is revealed
But it's always raining in my head
Forget all the things I should have said
-Staind
"The effect of the indulgence of this human affection
is a certain cordial exhilaration. In
poetry, and in common speech, the emotions of benevolence and complacency which
are felt towards others are likened to the material effects of fire; so swift,
of much more swift, more active, more cheering, are these fine inward irradiations. From the highest degree of passionate love,
to the lowest degree of good-will, they make the sweetness of life."
-Ralf Emerson from First Essays on Friendship
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