Thursday, November 13, 2003

Hm
Also, wrote a small amoont of shizz-boo-rang on the plane:

We are children of the night,
Standup and take notice.
Welcome to the war of worlds.

We fly free, and easy
We are eyes in the wall
Soft as mist, hard as ice.

And fragile minds,
An easy unwind
A trick-or-treat
A feast of meat.

The cattle heard
The cattle ran.
We were witness to
Their hasty flight

Thier pointless vigil
None canc outrun
The inevitable
Know what you lose
Outweighs what you stand to gain




Amethyst eyes
And sunset surprises
Cannot hide who you are
We are all alike

Are you sorry for what you have done?
Are you sad for who you have become?
Partitioned...




Sheet lightning
Hoar frost
A jungle gymn
In a baby's cot.
Im teething on a breaker
And we never thought you would
Grasp heaven
In spindly fingertips
Never to let go
Until you slip
We shall see to it
The next time you won't be so lucky.

A day at the races
Gambling for time
Tripping through the dark
On a life-line
Fall to grough raving
And the earth will bear you up
It should never
Go like this
The evening mist
Has clouded my perception
We were caught unawares
The next time you won't be so lucky.





Take a landslide
Taking over
Eyes on the prize
A mile wide
Grin and bear it
Its a free world- share it
Be one with all
And the beauty
Will rise to you
With the ghostly moon
So close as to touch
And fragment
What little remains
Behind the armor
In your eyes
Take a break
It's nine-o'clock
On a weeknight
You've exams to do
But you're one with all
So make it
Happen
Like the gun
Pointing through the sheeting rain
At the murky shadow
You know to be yourself
And squeeze.

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