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Jun 24, 2010 21:07

This music's for the living
You may be your own separate entity
But you were born to create
Manipulate the wet cement
Leave it for
Whoever inhabits your house next.
This is what we'll leave
For the generations to come.
Bodies in tar pits
Shoes for them to walk in
And throw away
They'll make the same mistakes we did
Even though they studied the test of time
And failed it just like we will
Sometimes it's nice to see
What people leave behind.
Other times it's just eerie.
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