Sunday, May 2, 2010

Trying to Reconfigure all Lost Humans Before the End of the Battle

in a dark breeze haze holds our eyes claim
though the mist of blood clots and dismembers all of us in the meantime,
nothing can machine a new fiber to hold us together at times like these

in a warm sea, green foam folds up slowly and brushes me over the rocks
though the floor is of this new substance, I am floating through the air
nothing can hold me down because this is a one way ticket to where ever you lead me

this kind of circulation making its way straight for the door
will hold our hearts in place as we fall to the floor
we are in love, my father - we just know it

this kind of season is falling down in front of us all
will we hold our heads up high to ask simple questions?
we are embarrassing ourselves - we just know you are wrong

in a tragic elapse,  we try to fix what is already gone
as the blood is on our hearts, the guts is on their minds

in the timeline we are given, the tempo is costing us our copay
as the money is dirty, we can not buy your love

welcome to planet earth, we are all on our way out
unless someone changes the way they rule us out

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