I heard he sang a good song
I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him
To listen for a while
And there he was this young boy
A stranger to my eyes
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Embarassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters
And read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish
But he just kept right on
In all my dark despair
And then he looked right through me
As if I wasn't there
And he just kept on singing
Singing clear and strong
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
I was stunned. I felt exposed and validated; unique and one of many; understood and mysterious. I was fascinated. What is an INFJ? Onward, Gentle Reader:
http://www.16personalities.com/infj-personality
Go ahead and take the quiz and find out more about yourself. It will be time well spent.
http://www.16personalities.com/infj-personality
Go ahead and take the quiz and find out more about yourself. It will be time well spent.
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