jeffrey robin · Jun 21, 2010
over

and who shall truly wander
by the ole street lights and the torn down signs
into the heat of the alleyway

where the homeless saints and the
heros meet

and the lovers gather?

FOR IT NOW IS OVER
ALL WE DID BELIEVE

poisoned air and dead water
signal the start of
the total slaughter

still we may talk
still we may dance and sing

BUT STILL
IT NOW IS OVER
ALL WE DID BELIEVE

and what we are here to do
and what we've come to bring


still we may talk
still we may dance and sing

BUT STILL
IT NOW IS OVER
ALL WE DID BELIEVE

 
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