falling to rise
Handle crows by their fatal flaw
drop a silverling to lure them in
Your victims are claustrofobic
So make sure your nets are empty
And I hear one biting through
but I can't tell wich one
Now every weight seems to quadrate by day
And the obbese clouds still are holding in
Anxiously awaiting the storm
everything I have will collapse
And so did hope changed it's shape again
Crumbling at the end, and build up from there
Without these man-build totums
the view would be more barrable
without these finite buildings
there would be endless sights
So why wonder in drought?
While you can open up,
and drown
In blessing and joy
Release the crows, release a plaque
But at least, your love for air will be quenched
drop a silverling to lure them in
Your victims are claustrofobic
So make sure your nets are empty
And I hear one biting through
but I can't tell wich one
Now every weight seems to quadrate by day
And the obbese clouds still are holding in
Anxiously awaiting the storm
everything I have will collapse
And so did hope changed it's shape again
Crumbling at the end, and build up from there
Without these man-build totums
the view would be more barrable
without these finite buildings
there would be endless sights
So why wonder in drought?
While you can open up,
and drown
In blessing and joy
Release the crows, release a plaque
But at least, your love for air will be quenched
29 jul 2010
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