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A mind that dreams wide awake
You and i live oneway
We prayed the same
Our heavens dried on up
It's time to recite this monologue
Grief or nothing
Dodging passion by a lie
Don't deprive me love I cry
Ohh
Love can translate the meanest things
Exposing me to it's defeat
I see the banners wave
Let the drawbridge down,
The nights come hunting 2 by 2
My lies are rusty brown
Dry heart, fill your cup!
Like a poppy looking up
And life, wear your crown!
Like a poppy looking down
I'm not as big as you
You're not as small as i
And the air is frozen
Your heart's all broken
I 've been found
I'm Not gone
This stolen heart
Is just moving on
Grief or nothing
Tree of love
Now firewood
Ash to ash
It's understood
Hear me say,
In your world
I live alone
And hear the calling
To leave this Home
Grief or nothing
The grasper comes back to life
A one wing bird learns to fly
Grief or nothing
Grief or nothing
Grief or nothing
How many mo' years have i got 2 let u dog me around?
How many intentions moved on me and played me out
How many reactions before its said and done
How many responses you never heard, no not one
Beneath us no sky
No distance to fly
Oh why?
Quicksand of sin
An effort to sink
Within
How many mo years have i got to let you dog me around?
How many footsteps remember you for who you are?
How many have crossed over the line of love and hate?
How many know you ain't got shame on your face
Troubles are tools
Don't be a fool!
C'mon
Holding hot coal
Burning the soul
Let go!
How many mo years have WE got to let YOU dog US around?
How many torn up dont see past fallin down
How many described? And Who's been identified?
How many pass on and never get a forget me not
Harm done to you
Hurts others too
Let go!
Fingers have prints
U Leave them on all
You do
How many mo years have i got to let you dog me around?
How many shows come to a close when the lights spin out
How many notes tickle the throut ohh unheard
How many bows to whom it may concern
A dark disgrace
Sits on my face
In shame
I'm trying to be
All i can be
Just FREE
Extra thoughts:
How many voices never get choices and yet they still scream and shout
How many mo' bows to my own applause to reach you an ounce
How many thoughts have we got to touch to see we never knew
How many come with a "forgett me not", as they pass on through
How many promises greeted the old moon and it still shines
How many have gone to become the one? Uncountable
How many are free from what they see? Countable