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So tall the stand

So tall they stood

So hard they fall

So hard they fell

I cant bring myself

To sit here and tell

Cause this story’s been told

Yeah the story has been told

Cant forget

The never forgotten

Dont forget

How they stood so close

Forever remember

The sad falling

The ones that fell

Oh they stood so close

And the sight

Will remain

A sight

That stained

Our mind

That stained

This land, this land

This land, this land

Of librity

So tall they stand

So tall they stood

So hard they fall

So hard they fell

Yeah you cant forget

The never forgotten

Wont forget

How they stood so close

Forever remember

The sad falling

All the ones that fell

How they stood so close.

We all have role models. People we look up to, admire. It could be that crazy guy from that awesome band. Or that psyco rapper that everyone loves to hate. Maybe that chick thats been though so much but made it to the red carpet. Heck, it could be your mom or next door neighbor. Those role modles though, the things they teach you, why is it that some people listen to these people word for word like its their bible? Dudes, dudets.. breath! Its okay to admire someone but you dont need to follow their every move and make your world filled with them. Its not sane. Just saying =]

Im one of those people that would be considered… lost. But that would all depend on whick looking glass youre watching through, mine, yours, or thiers. Mine, im just a radom person that takes it as it goes and mixes everything in the world that appeals to me in one, and then you get, well… me. Their’s, I dont know what Im about. I do though, just cant explain it. Im one of those people that feed off music and awesome people that create it. Those people, the ones i find amazing and inspirational, you might say they’re “gay” or they suck. That all depends on they looking glass youre watching through.

Last summer, i was introduced to music that saved me in many times during the past year. This band was what made my soul a red rose in a garden of weeds. I could relate to the music. I decided to do some research. It was then that I came across the writter of the band. The face of the band. The creator of the band. All the same person.

This dude was the hot one. The awesome one. The funniest one. The artistic one. The deep one. But then again, it all depends on which looking glass youre watching through, yours, mine, or his.

A while later, i came across this interview with him. He described himself as what id say.. insecure, a broken soul, on worthy of everything he has. It wasnt then that i paid close attention to the lyrics of these songs, that book he wrote, and even his blog posts. He was indeed a broken soul, a lost puppy in this dog eat dog world.

It was then it hit me, here i am thinking of this guy as my… other saviour, the one on earth. The human one. Yet, here he was, saying that he’s as lost as i sometimes feel or some people see me as. So he wasnt so diffrent from me, so for the past year, it was basically like the lost following the lost in order to be found.

My point is, sometimes you gotta clean your glass take another look again, maybe twice, and you’ll see diffrent views on the world, a person, maybe even a picture, better yet a song. You’ll come to realize that the world, isnt exactly what it seems. I bet you already knew that though.