sitting here
i can sing along with kurt but it would be a lie
i do own a gun, i do
so i sit here in this trashcan i call home
shooting the target homing my skills
listening to two of my favorite people
naomi wolf and alex jones in one show, and to top it willie was on and lindsey will be on next
heart warming to hear those passionate people
so i was done shooting
what can i do ?
looked online and saw one of my favorite writers here
and god knows she reminds me so much of the one i ran away from
the one that sweet flo had to compete with against all my will yet i knew
i ran from her because of various things, but one stands out
if it were to be something back in the day it might have become true
and my wife would be you
we would have great kids
a house in the dunes
and hell on earth
i kept this in my mind so i could run away to save you and rationalize my escape
hell is this
by now our second would be
in a few years our third would be born
and not long after
you'd die
i still remember the tears i cried
for a dream that did not happen
my third eye knocks on my head
my tail curls up
hair raises and i frown
i thought i could change it all by running away
but it is like running on a runaway train
you can only run head to tail
yet the train is still moving on the tracks
soon i'll fall
my consciousness is running fast ahead
reasoning my way to defence
and i would just kill to save you
because dying did not do the trick
no one has to die
i always kept this in my mind
no one has to die
until there is nothing left to do
to save life love and liberty
sui, man, 47 jaar
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