Almost Famous

"The only true currency in this bankrupt world is what you share with someone else when you're uncool"

The words

The helper helped them to escape
Never knowing the meaning of hate
Daffodils smell like methane
Good thing that I'm insane

The words fail you, so hold on tight
The meaning's useless, but there's the night
Whispers flowing, they are near
Sentiments you have to hear
Now, I don't know where it will lead
I just know there's ash and seeds
One or another will be the result
But never disgust or insult

They are bound to make us weak
But there's more to what I seek
Words are void in the face of emotion
Or if heart brings great commotion
Or even when walls close us in
And if daylight greets our sins
We'll be bound to other wars
I have seen a spinal cord
I can't say it's good or bad
Hurt you won't or make me sad
We're just characters of our own stories
We're just dust and failed glory
But if the pain ever comes to bother
Just be proud and let it smother
You will always be with me
Be it body or memory
The cups we've drank won't go away
So, there's no way that you won't stay
And the smiles are all the proof
That we won't ever be aloof
So, if the words fail you again
Let the silence make a stand
And ride it to the great unknown
And I'll be there with fruits we've sown

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