Sep 17, 2004 00:22
As I walk along
this squalid street
the trees whisper
[whisper to me]
whispering the secret of the big oak and his favourites
[All the other little trees are stupid]
A car comes by
It cruises past me
the driver seeing nothing nothing
[whisper for me?]
he doesn't hear our chatter.
And I will not turn water into wine
but simply bread into toast
for i was never meant to be a savior
just the listener of secrets
Little Raven fly by
don't see me
I am not argento
Never meant to be
i am not
I'm standing in the middle of the street
screaming in the middle of the street
and here he comes
Helius comes.
Little Raven fly by
don't see me
I am not argento
Never meant to be
i am not
Sono senza valore
Sono niente
Di conseguenza
Sono Tutto
Even my tweed suit sags
around me it sags
The moon casts its glow on
the trees
[Whisper to me now!]
Tell me your secrets
And I will tell all.
As the saviors rage
and the users use every drop
of us
and we pollute
the moon goes Black
It turns it's back
on us
on me
Little Raven
Fly by me
Die by me.