non will
turning the loop
seeks approval
as the passive object of birth
beyond injury
determined to go on anon
finds nothing of displeasure
nothing of worth
drops the bag
with it's own name in it
it it self slips
on contact
splits
Wednesday, 12 September 2007
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in the first time
when you thinking
how its beauty in this the world
whats ur answer
when im child
not show any beauty in my life this is all
i live in the hot land
lives in the hell
don't let saying ignorance is bliss be true
background music
three doors down
duck and run (more) (less)
just imagine a second
you'll understand
misery is in
what would you do
a girl, who went with her family to make a picnic
after she swam alone, she sees her family, which were, scruples less, killed
a video about a girl,
who went with her family to make a picnic
after she swam alone,
she sees her family,
which were scruples less killed (more) (less)
when you thinking
how its beauty in this the world
whats ur answer
when im child
not show any beauty in my life this is all
i live in the hot land
lives in the hell
don't let saying ignorance is bliss be true
background music
three doors down
duck and run (more) (less)
just imagine a second
you'll understand
misery is in
what would you do
a girl, who went with her family to make a picnic
after she swam alone, she sees her family, which were, scruples less, killed
a video about a girl,
who went with her family to make a picnic
after she swam alone,
she sees her family,
which were scruples less killed (more) (less)
Country
a popular song
which left the country unwashed, unclean
never married the waves either
rather sucked them down the plughole
forcing up that trust of being gone
a song that put us in training
made us worse than trouble
did us a little way from shame
was caused by nothing
remembering noone
i remember how it goes
which left the country unwashed, unclean
never married the waves either
rather sucked them down the plughole
forcing up that trust of being gone
a song that put us in training
made us worse than trouble
did us a little way from shame
was caused by nothing
remembering noone
i remember how it goes
Findally
Every story has to lie its way into existence
so i don't tell any of them
i talk about i never been
what ive never to do
which i can't hope for
unable to say it
when it talks
though not
there is a shame in the lie it self
that's the dishonest part
when things are telling me to them
i have to say
just like you always have -
to know
if you want, say there is truth
like places are strange as they come
to be understood with binoculars
as no more
or friends
families in eloquent torment of ground
good holes
'sorry' atop massive flagpoles
as it is, it is late
for stopping no telling on me
and as such
into the wind with the watch
cast sure
it won't be found
blowing in all of directions
less arounds
on having to say quickly
what appears
findally
you look at the glass
call it over
and ask it for a tale or another
that you may sleep
but sleep
it will say
is its absence
so i don't tell any of them
i talk about i never been
what ive never to do
which i can't hope for
unable to say it
when it talks
though not
there is a shame in the lie it self
that's the dishonest part
when things are telling me to them
i have to say
just like you always have -
to know
if you want, say there is truth
like places are strange as they come
to be understood with binoculars
as no more
or friends
families in eloquent torment of ground
good holes
'sorry' atop massive flagpoles
as it is, it is late
for stopping no telling on me
and as such
into the wind with the watch
cast sure
it won't be found
blowing in all of directions
less arounds
on having to say quickly
what appears
findally
you look at the glass
call it over
and ask it for a tale or another
that you may sleep
but sleep
it will say
is its absence
First Nationals
the unseen threat to our decent way of life
has no quarrel with us
i think he is dead
his traiterous talk
his decency
can be ignored
when I play rock
in the shade
the heavy unpaid collections
some hippy's hat can hold
why would I
climb into the gutter
turn myself in
tour detention centres
in this beautiful world
my role
is to celebrate
for fans
as for the first nationals
their ill health
their love affairs
show me a permit mate
and they're in
has no quarrel with us
i think he is dead
his traiterous talk
his decency
can be ignored
when I play rock
in the shade
the heavy unpaid collections
some hippy's hat can hold
why would I
climb into the gutter
turn myself in
tour detention centres
in this beautiful world
my role
is to celebrate
for fans
as for the first nationals
their ill health
their love affairs
show me a permit mate
and they're in
Here
here
in nothing
by nothing
keeping it that way
making it happen
doing that one right
what else is there to do
but get to the ending of it
play with words
play with objects
detecting lineage
unbearable desolation
dead by daily progress
and back again
in nothing
by nothing
keeping it that way
making it happen
doing that one right
what else is there to do
but get to the ending of it
play with words
play with objects
detecting lineage
unbearable desolation
dead by daily progress
and back again
I endure to please no
change colour
change shape
dessicate
then you flake
one when you sleep
another when you wake
you endure
now you endure
black
flat
soaked
wrung
the healing hump
burdens the colour
folds on the shape
how i endure
i endure -
to please no
pick up the forceps
flux the flailing circus corpse
i have to continue in this
pass me over that yellow slap though first
change shape
dessicate
then you flake
one when you sleep
another when you wake
you endure
now you endure
black
flat
soaked
wrung
the healing hump
burdens the colour
folds on the shape
how i endure
i endure -
to please no
pick up the forceps
flux the flailing circus corpse
i have to continue in this
pass me over that yellow slap though first
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