Tuesday, January 24, 2006

The Moon and the Tyrant

The night air it hits my face Maybe the worlds not a bad place Maybe this life, it can be good If all of this where understood Maybe I should not give up Maybe life is not screwed up Maybe there is love for me A love like nights star covered dream My love its found! As my eyes they tear Such a beauty is lovely and near My love its name it is the moon Sadly this loves not meant to last As I sat there all aghast As I see the murder of the sky A evil fire that will not retire Drowns my nightly sky My moon is gone a tyrant is now in control The sun is up my soul is dead And all I'm thinking, all I see Is lies of light and pointless things

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