How long am I going to stand your evil ways?
Tell me now (9:31):
Babes built out of blocks,
And the village just for you.
Tell me now
Except at night on the real town
We make ourselves come true:
Try we wait
And complain;
And if only we made the move
Before the darkness folded.
If only, tell me now,
That freedom’s just a word,
You know, and
To stay healthy you eat nothing, don’t you?
Let’s see if we can attract some hatred.
You know we never win at this,
Just make the poems come true.
And the village just for you
Like a stony lover for you,
Tell me now,
I saw this fly on the wall
And it don’t move an inch,
It was asleep:
Take this season from me,
I can make ourselves come true.
(Cooling mood
I can make your lights
Blaze – the sign I am coming:-
The cool sure outspoken wind
Howl-
ing at the past and
Future
And the now
And finally death has stopped.
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