Thieves & Poets

Post N° 116


A volte sarebbe interessante guardare tutto dall'alto... Osservare tutti che come formichine corrono da una parte all'altra della loro vita... Fissarli e spiarli... A volte sarebbe interessante vedere se stessi dall'alto... Per vedere quanto siamo diversi da come pensiamo di essere...Presto volerò via...IcAruS - EnTEr The HaGGis <--- click & listen
My hand stopped her cold from its place in the airBut it lingered a while in her hairTo whisper remember meAnd I'll still walk away while behind me she'll sayYou can only go so far beforeYou start coming back to meAnd pretty soon I've got my hands in the hiveAnd Delilah is shaving her headTo prepare for millenial thingsThe day is comingWhen Bacchus will follow us, don't be afraidHis women have joined the paradeTo dance for perennial kingsWho the clones of our collective unconsciousThoughts will bringYou say that you spoke to the priestI pray you didn't mention meI can't be forgiven until I've acknowledged my sinYou say Rome wasn't built in a dayBut it crumbled for centuriesAnd I can't put my trust in the ways of the justFor it's justice that's thrust us into this mess we're inI'm holding my head, it all happened so fastI'm holding my tongue, cause I know it won't lastI'm holding my wrists, I'm denying my pastAnd I'm holding my breath, you can turn on the gasCause I'm holding my breath, yes I'm holding it but all theseOmnicidal urges are stronger than II'd almost think someone was having some fun with meYanking my strings 'till I curl up and dieYou think I am weak 'till your strength starts to goAnd you reach for my hand as I take to the skyMy father I've waited and awful long time for thisRot in your labyrinthI have learned to fly