The lights of the city always glow
The streaks of the pain that will never show.
The lights of the city always shine
And I want to call them mine.
All you want is to go away,
But the earth calls you back
to take where you met the black.
And you never know
just what it is that will never show.
Everyone looks at you now
They wonder what could control you how,
does the pain of a thousand cuts
hold you in these awful ruts?
And you just laugh.
But the earth calls you back
to take where you met the black.
And you never know
just what it is that will never show.
The sea of a thousand seas
calls you calls you and you cannot see,
what it is that does you wrong.
And you'll never know,
no you'll never know
But the earth calls you back
to take where you met the black.
And soon you'll know
What it is that will never show.
That soon will...
show.
(if only you could hear as I can)
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Tuesday, December 30, 2008
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