urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:miss_amalthia What is it that I am seeking in this strange place... Amalthia 2006-09-13T15:10:47Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:miss_amalthia:765 2006-09-13T15:10:47Z 2006-09-13T15:10:47Z Sarah McLachlan - Black As the walls are closing in<br />And the colors fade to black<br />And my eyes are falling fast and deep into me<br />And I follow the tracks that lead me down<br />And I never follow what’s right<br />And they wonder sometimes when they see all the<br />Sadness and pain the truth begins to light<br /><br />’cause I can’t see no reason<br />What is blind cannot see<br />’cause I want what is pleasin’<br />All I take should be free<br />What I rob from the innocent ones<br />What I’d steal from the womb<br /><br />If I cried me a river of all my confessions<br />Would I drown in my shallow regret<br />As the walls are closing in<br />And the colors fade to black<br />And the night is falling fast and deep into the sea<br />And in the darkness all that I can see<br />The frightened and the weak<br />Are forced to cling to mistakes they know nothing of<br />At mercy are the meek<br /><br />’cause I can’t see no reason<br />What is blind cannot see<br />’cause I want what is pleasin’<br />All I take should be free<br />What I rob from the innocent ones<br />What I’d steal from the womb<br /><br />(Sarah McLachlan)