THIRD EYE
Dreaming of that face again.
It's bright and blue and shimmering.
Grinning wide
And comforting me with it's three warm and wild eyes.
(Johnny had the most beautiful bright blue eyes and I can Imagine him smiling at me from wherever he is)
On my back and tumbling
Down that hole and back again
Rising up
And wiping the webs and the dew from my withered eye.
(no more pain, no more crying-wiping his tears away-he's smiling)
A child's rhyme stuck in my head.
It said that life is but a dream.
I've spent so many years in question
to find I've known this all along.
(for some reason I think that when we die we will come to realize that it all was like a dream and we had know this all along and that everything really is gonna be OK)
So good to see you.
I've missed you so much.
So glad it's over.
I've missed you so much
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running?
(I cry every time this verse is played-it sounds so sincere and so true. He wants me to be able to feel him but I can't-he is nowhere to be found- and he I could just imagine him saying how much he missed me but how truly happy he is that it's over now)
Shroud-ing all the ground around me
Is this holy crow above me.
Black as holes within a memory
And blue as our new second sun.
I stick my hand into his shadow
To pull the pieces from the sand.
Which I attempt to reassemble
To see just who I might have been.
I do not recognize the vessel,
But the eyes seem so familiar.
Like phosphorescent desert buttons
Singing one familiar song...
(Johnny looking back at what would have been-who he would have been and not recognizing it because it was never really meant to be)
Prying open my third eye.
So good to see you once again.
I thought that you were hiding.
And you thought that I had run away.
Chasing the tail of dogma.
I opened my eye and there we were.
(When we experience eachother again we will be able to pass these feelings and I can let him know how abandon I felt but we will know that everything is really OK)
When I listen to this song, I experience it with my heart and soul. When I experience Johnny again someday the intensity between us will be the same intensity of this song.
-Tara