Tuesday, August 17, 2010

morning glory

Whoever thought that thoughts could damage
that reason is so blind it cuts with knives
purging your mind is a sacrafice
save us all and end this night

burden the others with your pity
leave the sympathy at home
I wake up everymorning
going,
but wishing I was at home

remembering what's there
believing in what I believe
how stands your vibrations, when your pissed at me?

remind and rewind the senses
take them to places of long ago
burn the memory of the hated
let all the shit just go
stand fight together
out foreign brethern no foes
help as we discover
life's brutal undertow

let us not battle
for we are one
the only one I know...

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