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Another Poem
Written by: Scarlattan Spark, Keeper Yanea Nakanishi, Initiate of Honour
Date: Tuesday, August 3rd, 2004
Addressed to: Everyone
"Alone in a Crowded Room"
A Song by Yanea Nakanishi
~~~~~
I see someone standing to my right
(But how can I explain how they're not?)
I see someone standing to my left
(To me, just another vacant spot)
I look up, I look down
And I always have found
I'm trapped between floor and ceiling
No one evokes any feeling
To love someone is to assume
I'm alone in a crowded room
You can never tell just who is real
(So many live life playing a role)
You can never tell how people think
(Or who even cares for you at all)
I look up, I look down
But I never have found
Someone who really cares for me
Someone not just a fantasy
To love someone is to assume
I'm alone in a crowded room
Too much transparency
Need someone that I can see
I look up, I look down
Not one soul around
So many people standing here
But phantoms are all that is near
To love someone is to assume
I'm alone in a crowded room
All alone in a crowded room
Penned by my hand on the 20th of Glacian, in the year 369 AF.
Another Poem
Written by: Scarlattan Spark, Keeper Yanea Nakanishi, Initiate of Honour
Date: Tuesday, August 3rd, 2004
Addressed to: Everyone
"Alone in a Crowded Room"
A Song by Yanea Nakanishi
~~~~~
I see someone standing to my right
(But how can I explain how they're not?)
I see someone standing to my left
(To me, just another vacant spot)
I look up, I look down
And I always have found
I'm trapped between floor and ceiling
No one evokes any feeling
To love someone is to assume
I'm alone in a crowded room
You can never tell just who is real
(So many live life playing a role)
You can never tell how people think
(Or who even cares for you at all)
I look up, I look down
But I never have found
Someone who really cares for me
Someone not just a fantasy
To love someone is to assume
I'm alone in a crowded room
Too much transparency
Need someone that I can see
I look up, I look down
Not one soul around
So many people standing here
But phantoms are all that is near
To love someone is to assume
I'm alone in a crowded room
All alone in a crowded room
Penned by my hand on the 20th of Glacian, in the year 369 AF.