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Kath · 05-01-2006, 04:10 PM

For my next performance I will be singing a Johnny Cash song (Boromir stole!

). It is called Hurt and is being sung by Denethor to Faramir, but about Boromir. Trust me, it'll all make sense . . . I hope.

I hurt myself today
to see if I still feel.
I focus on the pain
the only thing that's real.
The sword blade tears a hole,
the old familiar sting.
Try to kill it all away
but I remember everything

What have I become,
my second son?
Everyone I know
goes away in the end.
And you could have it all,
my empire of dirt,
I will let you down,
I will make you hurt.

I wear this crown of thorns
upon my liar's chair.
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair.
Beneath the stains of time
the feelings disappear,
you are someone else
I am still right here.

What have I become,
my second son?
Everyone I know
goes away in the end.
And you could have it all,
my empire of dirt,
I will let you down,
I will make you hurt.

If I could start again
a million miles away,
I would keep myself
I would find a way.

05-01-2006, 04:10 PM	#21
Kath Everlasting Whiteness Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: Perusing the laminated book of dreams Posts: 4,533	For my next performance I will be singing a Johnny Cash song (Boromir stole! ). It is called Hurt and is being sung by Denethor to Faramir, but about Boromir. Trust me, it'll all make sense . . . I hope. I hurt myself today to see if I still feel. I focus on the pain the only thing that's real. The sword blade tears a hole, the old familiar sting. Try to kill it all away but I remember everything What have I become, my second son? Everyone I know goes away in the end. And you could have it all, my empire of dirt, I will let you down, I will make you hurt. I wear this crown of thorns upon my liar's chair. Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair. Beneath the stains of time the feelings disappear, you are someone else I am still right here. What have I become, my second son? Everyone I know goes away in the end. And you could have it all, my empire of dirt, I will let you down, I will make you hurt. If I could start again a million miles away, I would keep myself I would find a way. __________________ “If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.”