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Justice Is Lost
Justice Is Raped
Justice Is Gone
Pulling Your Strings
Justice Is Done
Seeking No Truth
Winning Is All
Find it So Grim
So True
So Real
For a hill men would kill, why? They do not know
Suffered wounds test there their pride
Men of five, still alive through the raging glow
Gone insane from the pain that they surely know
I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter,
So why do I sear?
Hard and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning
How quick the sun can, drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star,
In somebody else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be, oh can't it be mine...
Holding his last breath
Believing... he'll make his way
But she's not forgotten
He's haunted...he's searching for escape
If just one wish could bring her back
It's sad... and his loneliness is proof
It's sad... he will always love you
It's sad
I know... life would be different had I... held on. Held on.
I know... I could be something had I... held on. Held on.
I know... I could be something if I... held on! Held on.
I know... life would be different if I... held on! Held on!
Down in a hole, feeling so small
Down in a hole, losing my soul
I'd like to fly,
But my wings have been so denied
Like the coldest winter chill
Heaven beside you... Hell within
Like the coldest winter chill
Heaven beside you... Hell within
Like the coldest winter will
Heaven beside you... Hell within
And you think you have it still, heaven inside you
Free fall flow, river flow
On and on it goes
Breath under water 'till the end
Free fall flow, river flow
On and on it goes
Breath under water 'till the end
Yes, the river knows
So you children of the world,
listen to what I say
If you want a better place to live in
spread the words today
Show the world that love is still alive
you must be brave
Or you children of today are
Children of the Grave, Yeah!
When you're in my arms
The world makes sense
There is no pretense
And you're crying
When you're by my side
There is no defense
I forget to sense
I'm dying
Sometimes I try
Sometimes I lie, with you
Sometimes I cry
Sometimes I die, it's true
Somewhere I find
Something that's kind
Come on over
Lay down beside me
And I'll try
Come on over
Lay down beside me
And I'll try
And I'll try
I want it all
Jesen je.Tako lijepa u svojim kišovitim jutrima koja te tako jako mame da ostaneš u toplom krevetu pod mirišljavim dekicama i među dobro poznatim medekima.Što bih dala da tad mogu ostati u krevetu,u onom slatkom polusnu u kojemu čuješ lagano rominanje kiše i šaptanje vjetra.Ali kako je sve daleko od idealnoga, navlačim odjeću na sebe, ne gledajući ni što oblačim, trpam knjige u torbu jer se naravno nisam sjetila navečer i krečem u putovanje do škole, polusmrznuta, još lagano drijemajući.Stižem na blok matematike, totalno nezainteresirana za kompleksne brojeve.Nesvjesna profesorice u razredu, gledam kroz prozor odsutno razmišljajući o nečemu sasvim drugom.Kraj školskog dana, posljedni sat, sunce obasjava stabla puna žutog lišća, svjetlost se razlijeva.Uživam.Čarolija boja.
Večer se spustila.Otvaram prozor da uhvatim malo večernje čarolije.Oblačno nebo i šuštanje lišća na granama u daljini.Miris hladne jeseni.Zatvaram prozor i palim svijeće i mirisni štapić.Lagana muzika i knjiga u ruci.Postoji li bolje?Moja savršena jesen