Twenty-Five Years and my life is still...
Jun. 20th, 2005 10:14 pm...trying to get up that great big hill of hope,
For a destination.
And I realised quickly,
When I knew I should,
That the world was meant for this
Brotherhood of Man,
For whatever that means.
And so I cry sometimes
When I'm lying in bed,
Just to get it all out,
What's in my head,
And I'm feeling
A little peculiar.
And so I wake in the morning and I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high and I
Scream at the top of my breath,
"What's going on?"
For a destination.
And I realised quickly,
When I knew I should,
That the world was meant for this
Brotherhood of Man,
For whatever that means.
And so I cry sometimes
When I'm lying in bed,
Just to get it all out,
What's in my head,
And I'm feeling
A little peculiar.
And so I wake in the morning and I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high and I
Scream at the top of my breath,
"What's going on?"
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Date: 2005-06-21 05:33 am (UTC)