album: "Sounding The Seventh Trumpet" (2001)
Black and gray clouds willow in the balance as the sun falls
Rain plays a heart warming tune, on the pavement
Emotions stir
A feeling of warmness, compassion, fullness, I ffel at home
Disguised by surroundings
As the torn and left in the gutter seek vengeance on their mistreated lives
As the torn and left in the cold, seek vengeance on mistreated lives
A silhouette stands still
A cactus on a warm summer night
But the rain falls cold and the moon shines bright
Black as night....Cold as ice
Warm as home....Ready to live
Stars they shoot....In a clear
Across the sky......As does my time
Waiting, wanting, feeling, emotion
Crying, breaking, loving, nothing
Clouds swallow the moon, and I'm alone, thinking good times, and why'd they go?
Falling down, breaking down parts of me
Fuck. I need this place to get away from you
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