Saturday, July 30, 2005

Easy Go- by: unknown forgotten

Like visions of raining fire and missing fingers
We remember our innocence from when we were free
But you have jumped ship from that you sail upon
Over the river they call Styx, boiling blood red thick

You couldn't find your way home if your lost life depended on it
The white light in your mind taken out
For more crawling around in the dark
Attempting to find the door
And yet you're surprised when you bump your head into another corner

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