No news is good news
Ominous clouds
Lumming over my head
Not just a figure of speech
Somewhere, someone is dead
The story's to dark
To tell in the night
And your far to bright
To tell you what's right
Take a moment to ponder
Our floating in space
Take the time to disarmor
Your stubborn facade
I admit I'm a failure
I pity success
When the cloud comes to get me
Who'll take over my debt
To ring in the new year
I shot at the sky
Just then it hit me
That angels can fly
Like a pound of bricks
The weight on my chest
Flippant and cocky
I dealt with the stress
Not a moment to soon
Had it under control
Drowning with noise
And I'm losing my soul
See the end in the shadows
Work with them they'll supply
All that is holy and righteous
And what is not we'll deny
Tuesday, July 08, 2008
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