To Our Enemies
by Tom Murray
2002-10-22

To our enemies, it's the beginning
of lazy moodling and jacking around.
Yes to risk and shock,
to always step on each others toes.
Will you imagine the past, it was constrained,
always desiring to lay back in a friendly mind
and hoping to find a little bit of space.

We found the Chrisitians, a pleasure desert,
and one of the adults were sound,
driving away from the winter snow.

It is safe in the heart of the city
neutral in the princes filing cabinet
and normal images on the computer monitor
Take off with the goose
from the brand new garden,
for she is very old
and her feathers are ruffled.

The Northern region is a drag today,
once you are here there's nothing else to do.
My Shadow is laughing.
I woke up fairly early today, and pulled up my socks,
I then made some lunch, did the laundry
and drove to the Golden Gate.
Later, I sat down and figued out what I should do.
I sorted the books and then went upstairs.
I then went outside and tested the cold wind
"Geena" "yeah"...." Are there any piles to whittle down?"
"Geena" What do I do with this ticket stub?"
Ah damn, I want to make more packets.

After that, I went to have dinner.
Folding up some white paper
complain, complain, complain, complain.

To our enemies, this is the beginning,
but it is a pleasure to capture you
for you will never let me lead you.

It is seriousness and hard truth and
the beginning of the day we forgot to live.

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