nuttin
Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 10:25 pm
nuttin
in time
the clouds will heal
like
sheep
on the
silent moor.
but
when
will
sheep
stop
following.
me ?
we are pod children
raised and bred.
we find laughter
in bin bags
and sugar our selves
with
mint.
we find
all
we
find
through
true
lurve ?
no clouds
above
today
just
silent whispers
like
a candle
with no
wick
or
wax,
I burn and
burn out
inside
again.
silent laughter
flocks to my
minds eye
like
a silent shower
of
pain
waiting
for
release.
we come from
nuttin
and
go
to
nuttin,
is
nuttin
all
we
are ?
in time
the clouds will heal
like
sheep
on the
silent moor.
but
when
will
sheep
stop
following.
me ?
we are pod children
raised and bred.
we find laughter
in bin bags
and sugar our selves
with
mint.
we find
all
we
find
through
true
lurve ?
no clouds
above
today
just
silent whispers
like
a candle
with no
wick
or
wax,
I burn and
burn out
inside
again.
silent laughter
flocks to my
minds eye
like
a silent shower
of
pain
waiting
for
release.
we come from
nuttin
and
go
to
nuttin,
is
nuttin
all
we
are ?