Angel

After several bouts of grappling with what I call verbal or lexical alexithymia, I've decided to just prose it off my chest. And yes, the lizard and its...dysfunctional wall-crawling capabilities. Imagine your everyday dust-brown tiny-saurus expertly scaling his all-to-familiar vertical terrain, only to "lose grip" and fall flailingly towards a plumbing depth, hitting the floor with a resounding giggle - the laughter of gravity, and of course, not excluding ours too. If the above description hasn't struck your funny bone, it's the second time this lizard's done it, apparently, since last week. If he was thinking of suicide, maybe it's time to try a new method. Coincidence or stupidity? Nah, I reckon it's just a random joke from God to liven up good old Sunday School. What a sense of humour he has haha. Utter and complete randomness.

Was doing nothing when this song came to mind. Hmm...there's something I want to say about it but it all goes back to the first line of this post. And it's probably about that. Attempting to express the explanation of the inability of expression. I'm mystified.

Angel by Sarah McLachlan

Spend all your time waiting
for that second chance
for a break that would make it okay
There's always some reason
to feel not good enough
and it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
oh beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
Let me be empty
and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight

In the arms of the angel
fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here

So tired of the straight line
and everywhere you turn
those vultures and thieves at your back
The storm keeps on twisting
you keep on building the lies
that you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference
escaping one last time
it's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

In the arms of the angel
fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here
You're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here