Once the end is here you will understand,
Your thoughts and theories will expand,
Seeing everything from a different view,
Is like fixing hearts with paper and glue.
Now is the wrong time to change everything,
Dance in the rain as people sing,
Sing songs with meaning to the minority,
Showing children a new kind of authority.
The streets are full of memorys they left,
A long with the growing theft,
Of mental and physical possessions,
But these demons don't do confessions.
'Would you like to come out to play,
The rain isn't here to stay,
It'll blow over soon enough...'
Children say feeling tough.
'It's not the time to go outside,
Time will soon collide,
Return to your home right away,'
The old man said everyday.
Time will hold us down to earth,
Help us realise what life is worth,
Moments grasping at what is remaining,
No time left for explaining.
It only takes a second to understand,
Your thoughts and theories will expand,
You haven't seen everything from my veiw,
I think we need more than paper and glue.
Thursday, 13 May 2010
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