Lyrics:
The thaw ensues. I'll wash myself anew
And you return ruddy-faced and true
Wide eyes upturned, yawning flues and bursting dams
What's new? Who's
will fall
And the empires shall die
The surrounding walls shall be burned
When will the poverty be upturned
The cycle of violence will be broken
ship got upturned your shit ain’t preferred help me find the right word
Don’t kick the cold turd-my Spit won’t be deterred-enough venom for a herd
Risk
the friendship upturned
And have some lessons to learn
So I have my concerns
All that said
We’re pulling into 42nd street
Gotta get out
You wanna get nostalgic
to see me
Upturned, down the length
Miles away
Miles away, miles away, miles away
Second, third, and fourth
All wrong, these thoughts
All wrong
When you
on the ground
I'm gonna go out
(Too late! It's too late to give up now!)
Bright hues on the open field
The upturned goal post sorta makes it seem a bit funnier
on the ground
I'm gonna go out
(Too late! It's too late to give up now!)
Bright hues on the open field
The upturned goal post sorta makes it seem a bit funnier
Finding Form
The dose is finding form
It crept out of the morn
The salt eye in the wind
Upturned the bed and senses soared.
There are patterns in
I have a scar across my kneecap, from a bicycle upturned
I stare down at it years later, and the asphalt it still burns
But I remember getting up
sand
Harbingers are painting flowers
Seaweed wash along the shore
Upturned boats sleep on the floor
Castaways, are coming home –
White sand on our lips
fall
And the empires shall die
The surrounding walls shall be burned
When will the poverty be upturned
The cycle of violence will be broken
The abuse
on the concrete
Fine powder blowing from my upturned palms
screaming at me
Beyond the ideal of the dream what happened to peace?
What happened to trust and building understanding
To cards on the table - upturned
and crawl like the infant before
When every stone's been upturned
Then all I'll see is expired beliefs
When you enter the void
It's like there's nothing
I took a train downtown
Broken among the broke
Smelling of last night smoke
One among grains of sand
In an upturned hourglass
I watched them roll
into
if you don't much mind
a few dead minds
in the higher places
or a bomb or two
now and then
in your upturned faces
or such other improprieties
as our
I am the upturned stone,
I am the wounded gull,
I am the gardener, the prostitute,
I am the palace and the grave.
I am the knife in the hand
heartbeat
But turning the corner in a twisted heap
They pulled some bodies from an upturned Ford
Some kid looked at me and said, it's only life
Might
feet, that’s no big deal.”
You should have heard the din as an upturned drawing pin
Quickly found its way into her heel!
Daniel from year two, with
Methuselah, Methuselah
Living live tilted on a twisted bend
Methuselah, Methuselah
An upturned head of hair with brushed ringlets, frayed ends
outstretched
Palms upturned
Hear the voice of god in foreign tongues
Let it be
Let it go
Learn to sing the songs unsung
Would have been ten
Years to the day
Louder, louder came the rapping, tapping of his cane
No more, no more! He cried with palms upturned
I could not bear to see its face and body blackened,
of the fall
The swimming leaves that carpet these streets
They stay upturned, undisturbed
You never returned
But still you follow me wherever I go
(Echoes in
Do you know I saw
You standing in the middle
Of the White River?
You were spilling everything
Your red backpack open
Upturned and emptied
I gave you
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