behind eyes

Mar 14, 2005 14:13

youre standing behind your eyes,
open yet not receiving
as your palms grow sweaty in your pockets
underneathe the fabric... completely covered.

listening to the orchestra of city sounds
accoustically chiming
while our criminal minds wait for a coming of shawdows
in which they may move along the game board.

lets dress alike, talk alike, be best freinds
commiting suicide with the absence of thought
follow each others foot steeps in this brazen sand
while the waves crash on that sand trying to erase the set path

forget your ideas,
don't stand alone
lets mirror the faces of everyday
and stand behind these jaded eyes of comformity!
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