Linkin Park
Album : Hybird Theory
Title : Forgotten
From the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop,
At the core I’ve forgotten in the middle of my thoughts,
Taken far from my safety, the picture’s there,
The memory won’t escape me, but why should I care?
There’s a place so dark you can’t see the end,
Skies cock back and shock that which can’t defend,
The rain then sends dripping acidic questions forcefully, the power of suggestion,
And then with the eyes shut looking through the rust and rotten dust,
A spot of light floods the floor and pours over the rusted world of pretend.
And the eyes ease open and it’s dark again.
From the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop,
At the core I’ve forgotten in the middle of my thoughts,
Taken far from my safety, the picture’s there,
The memory won’t escape me, but why should I care?
In the memory you’ll find me, eyes burning up,
The darkness holding me tightly until the sun rises up.
Moving all around, screaming of the ups and downs,
Pollution manifested in perpetual sound.
The wheels go round and the sunset creeps
Behind street lamps, chain link, and concrete.
A little piece of paper with a picture drawn
Floats on down the street til the wind is gone,
And the memory now is like the picture was then;
When the paper’s crumpled up it can’t be perfect again.
From the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop,
At the core I’ve forgotten in the middle of my thoughts,
Taken far from my safety, the picture’s there,
The memory won’t escape me, but why should I care?
In the memory you’ll find me, eyes burning up.
The darkness holding me tightly until the sun rises up.
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back.
I’m telling you that I see it right through you.
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