Because we are here and it is now.

Apr 04, 2005 01:20

All this commotion
In the ocean, of me
See, everything is changing
Re-arranging, itself
I couldnt help, being happy
Sort of sappy, at the event
Heaven sent, to help me escape
Rape this country of its hope
How can it cope, with its loss of me
I can not see, staying here
Near my family, can it be true
That you, understand me
Command me, be alive
and yet i strive to be better
to the letter, of the word
How absurd, this feeling
That sends me reeling onward
Toward bliss, yet this is the wrong country
They hunt me here, like deer trapped
Wrapped in cellophane, the pain of choices
My voices, waiting to be heard
the word choice of my voice.

You are beautiful,
My heart un-muteable
For we are here
Almost near
And we are now
So this is how
We go on
Once apon
a time
i'm
leaving
believing
in hope
how shall we cope
in different countrys
that once used to be
united
undivided.
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