Charles

“A horizon is a phenomenon of vision. One cannot look at the horizon; it is simply the point beyond which we cannot see. There is nothing in the horizon itself, however, that limits vision, for the horizon opens onto all that lies beyond itself. What limits vision is rather the incompleteness of that vision. — James P. Carse, Finite and Infinite Games: A Vision of Life as Play and Possibility (Ballantine January 1, 1987) First published January 1, 1986.”
― James P. Carse, Finite and Infinite Games: A Vision of Life as Play and Possibility

“More Than Words"

Saying "I love you"
Is not the words
I want to hear from you
It's not that I want you
Not to say
But if you only knew

How easy
It would be to
Show me how you feel
More than words
Is all you have to do
To make it real
Then you wouldn't
Have to say
That you love me
Cause I'd already know

What would you do?
If my heart
Was torn in two
More than words
To show you feel
That your love
For me is real
What would you say
If I took
Those words away
Then you couldn't
Make things new,
Just by saying
"I love you"
More than words,
More than words

Now that I've tried to
Talk to you
And make you understand
All you have to do
Is close your eyes
And just reach out your hands

And touch me
Hold me close
Don't ever let me go
More than words
Is all I ever
Needed you to show
Then you wouldn't
Have to say
That you love me
Cause I'd already know

What would you do if my heart was torn in two
More than words to show you feel
That your love for me is real
What would you say if I took those words away
Then you couldn't make things new
Just by saying I love you

La di da, da di da, di dai dai da
More than words

La di da, da di da, di dai dai da
More than words

La di dai, dai dai, di dai dai da
La la di da da da

La di dai dai da
La la da da
More than words

Oooh uuuuh uuuh
Uuh

More than words

Extreme, Extreme II: Pornograffitti(1990)”
― Extreme, Pornograffitti: Extreme II

“A true solitude is not unbearable since it allows for otherness. — Hélène Cixous, Readings: The Poetics of Blanchot, Joyce, Kafka, Kleist, Lispector, and Tsvetayeva (Univ Of Minnesota Press September 17, 1991)”
― Hélène Cixous, Readings: The Poetics of Blanchot, Joyce, Kafka, Kleist, Lispector, and Tsvetayeva (Volume 77)

“Swing, Swing"

Days swiftly come and go
I'm dreaming of her
She's seeing other guys
Emotions astir
The sun is gone
The nights are long
And I am left while the tears fall

Did you think that I would cry
On the phone?
Do you know what it feels like
Being alone?
I'll find someone new

(Swing) Swing, swing from the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find a way to carry on again?

Wish cast into the sky
I'm moving on
Sweet beginnings do arise
She knows I was wrong
The notes are old
They bend, they fold
And so do I to a new love

Did you think that I would cry
On the phone?
Do you know what it feels like
Being alone?
I'll find someone new

(Swing) Swing, swing from the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find a way to carry on again?

Bury me
(You thought your problems were gone)
Carry me
(Away, away, away)

(Swing) Swing, swing from the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find a way to carry on again?
(Swing) Swing, swing from the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find a way to carry on again?
(Swing) Swing, swing from the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find a way to carry on again?
(Swing) Swing, swing from the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find

The All-American Rejects, My Paper Heart (2002)”
― The All-American Rejects