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Looking GlassHow did you woke this morning, dear?Looking Glass by ~JGBayer
Feeling on low bright again?
I can't see where you said that it's cracked, dear.
Have you looked at the wrong glass again?
And I must say I can't see a thing near,
when you're not here to light up this den,
and this glass have never been so clear
- while you stand there, face washed out, it's reflex blind the eyes of your man.
sandmanfive thousand people and a silencesandman by ~JGBayer
unexplainable
how a second could put off the road
no candy, no language, no bluest of blues
nothing less, nothing more, nothing to save for you
songs for a generation
your two lines will echo around
everyone you've reached felt the loss for their times
the notes and the words and the world you were forced to leave
forever will be breathing all the feelings that you bring
that noisethat house had stepped on youthat noise by ~JGBayer
that life has put you down
now run from that noise
escape to other side of town
you've got a lot to do
before you wake up and say
i think my job is done
if i'm going, i'm ok
the heavy atmosphere
makes it hard to go on
all the weight in your hands
difficult the moving on
now don't go loosing it all
don't let'em take control
these people all around
don't know the life that you know
now get out, and head nowhere
you're going fast and you'll get there
you're going down with that disease
farewell to your problems
to hell with your needs
a dayhere what we've got is the shadow of our livesa day by ~JGBayer
the landscape that makes our world
we don't know if our times are a tragedy or comical
and hope is the only lack that didn't reached us
the sun dry out what the rain washed in
and the wind hit out eyes like a punch
if we knew the way home, we would've come back a long ago
we'll make to the railroad of our limits
we wake up just to wait
with horizon in our eyes
come the time to get to bed
throw our conscience down in lies
a fair fight ain't rough
and our problems in our doors
kicking like kids
screaming on the floor
let the strings pull your arms
and others heads lead yourself
cl
Sta.sh
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