da iz not-in

Feb 01, 2005 23:29

Deep down in the sand,
there is a bump.
It makes a rhyhme
starting with thump

just a hallucination
walkting 3,000 years
through the minds.

They made up the word
you got to believe them.
You should have known all along,
everything they said
was from a song.

And it will happen once again,
I will turn to a friend.
But she won't be there for me.
instead, she ignores me.

Reality is at this moment,
so I write back
.
Right back into life,
with all it's different beats.

makes you wonder,
which parts are real.

A simple balance of equations,
thats all it is.
And you can think back,
and thats all it ever was.

Its all the same,
look around, at all the change,
but you still feel the same,
what can you change?

Thank God for music,
I can't deny
Its my life.

Cause you get what you pay for,
when nothing in life is free,
and you always pay for what you get.

My sweet september friend,
you pay for what you get,
cause there is always a catch.

Still, you get what you pay for,
So what would you pay for me.

walkking down the street
to a duel rhythemed beat,
easy come, easy go. everything is lowcost.

I am a phrophet
walking for 3,ooo years
eyes wide open
and fully aware.

nothing really exists,
outside of your mind.
Its all make-believe..
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