9/10/03
The merry-go-round
My head is spinning
On the ground.
From the leaves
Are falling trees.
You sell you soul
From on your knees.
From this place
From where I stand
I see the world
In a grain of sand.
A sea of lies,
This sea of tears,
Has gathered here for years and year.
Your reaching hand
Crumbles now,
Your dust is sprinkled
On the gound.
This hole you've dug
Your soul won't find.
Are you trying now
To steal mine?
Heaven cries
From tear filled eyes.
Sour above clouded skies.
Darkness falls
And we are blind.
Shattered glass lights your eyes.
This blinding darkness
Liights my way.
It lights it more and more each day.
Look at me now!
I'm on my knees.
My head has fallen
Beneah the trees.
The leaves are dancing
Round and round,
The wind has forced them
To the ground.
All I need now
Is to fade away,
Fade away into the day.
This day is standing on the end.
Careful now!
Here comes the wind.
Spread your arms
And prepare to fly,
Careful, or you may not die!
And maybe some faith
Would do me good?
I'm trying to consider if it could.
Could my life
Fade away?
Fade away
Into the day?
Should I try,
In case it could?
Suspicion...
Knock on wood!
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