entrenched in a cult where you are assured that two and two is five. your twisted crosses and perverted religions cannot mask what is simply a holy war.
maudlin idea of government abolition noble in intention absurb in lack of. realism mirage of a sinister brain. trust our denial and desperation. force it.
Quixotic concept of examining foreign cultures. As opportunities for brotherhood and mutual cultivation. Instinctual xenophobia initiates conflict subjugation.
Long sleeved in the summer. Again in our gray shirts. Leaning against cinderblock walls. We even hide from the other prey. . But as soon as the lioness comes.
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(Browne/Woods). Help me I'm shameless. I thought I'd forget her but I'd never bettered myself. Headstrong & blameless. I thought I'd be stronger the longer I stayed on the shelf.
(Browne/Glenister). Heart says I have to try. For all the wherefores. All the whys. Head says I'll be lying. Like a building fell to the ground. The glass foundations crashing down.
(Maitland). Hey hey, happy man, smiling as he leaves the book store. Carrying his carrier bags all bulging wide. Such a lucky man, such a lot to line your shelves with.
un silenzio apparente. dietro le persiane. di chi ascolta e chi parla. e di chi se ne va. . tutti i fiori tagliati. nella tela del ragno. sui monti e sulle coste.
If I find my way back home, I'll say hat am I doing here??We have made our camp, but not settled. Nothing can touch us here.. We took the van one night. The three of us, contraband, and our bikes..
We're calling all allies down because we're so sick of waiting around. Watching you simply destroy yourself, cosmetics and all. Trying to not find your plans, like combing the beach with more sand.
I threw a penny in a wishing well. And made every wish for you. Then I threw in another one. Just in case it might take two. . I'm closin' my eyes. And concentratin' telepathically.
Well I guess it would be nice if I could touch your body. I know not everybody has gotta body like me. But I gotta think twice before I give my heart away.
All alone at the station. Oh, how I needed a drink. And as I stared at the table. I was starting to think. I must have fallen for love again. You've got me counting the days.
122, 59 Oak Drive. Rolls off my tongue like a nursery rhyme. Wooden numbers on the front of your house. Where we fell in love. . Little things they stick in my mind.
Hot sun dancin' on the river. We're sittin' on the bank and watch the world go by. Our feet in the water she pressed her lips to mine. We were so long on love but short on time.
Jackson, Mississippi is a mighty white town. The white folks, they like to keep the black folks down. They think they'll be alright but there's gonna be a fight.
Millionaires and paupers walk the hungry street. Rich and poor companions of the restless beat. Strangers in a foreign land, strike a match with a trembling hand.
First snow on the autumn ground. Covers grass where she once lay down. Blanket of white, grass out of sight,. Where did she go, tell me first snow.. .