A Finn, who lived in Helsinki,
Had feet that were terribly stinki.
    What made his wife stay
    (The neighbors all say)
Was weakness for *** that was kinki.

Days come and days go,
They will always return,
This we know;

Nights come and nights go,
They will always go,
And light will show;

Flowers bloom as others whither,
But flowers will rise again,
No matter the weather;

Seasons come and seasons go,
Seasons come with their goodies too,
No need for woes;

Lovers come and lovers go,
True love will endure,
This we know.

It wasn't a lie to you
But maybe it was to me
I didn't want to drag you down further
To a road whose end i couldn't see

You say it's all me
Sure, take none of the blame
I pray that one day you see,
I wasn't meant to take your name.

It was a flight to the familiar
Or so i thought
I didn't mean to start a war
I didn't expect to feel so caught

We had good times.. a good love
I thought we could go back
Thinking you were sent from above
Especially when you attacked

You smothered me with love and kisses
Took me higher than ever before
You took away all my stresses
I never knew what you had in store

Aa time passed,
You made alcohol the devil.
Burning my throat, forgetting the past
Maybe you thought that this could last

I had to bring it to an end
This is not where i envisioned myself to be
Yes, my lips eere mine to lend
But now they want to be set free

Maybe we'll meet again
Maybe in different bodies
Maybe in a time where we don't say "Amen"
Maybe where one of us could be "Daddy"

The officer’s whistle blew and we rose up
into the stiff wind of German fire.
Whole companies disappeared in the smoke
While tangled up in razor wire.
Our generals were exposed as fools;
Their tactics drawn from earlier wars
Our young conscripts, bayonets fixed,
were fed into the cannons maw.
Nineteen thousand young Brits dead,
Thirty thousand wounded more.
We gained so little ground that day
so little for that blood and gore.
A generation raised on tales
of the glory and romance of war,
has learned today the hard harsh truth
Wisdom gained through suffering is universal law.

Ignorance has a certain luxury
Sometimes it is comfort over growth
But humans are amazing creatures, dangerous at the same time, we can grow accustom or comfortable to any situation the adjustment period is what terrifies most
What do we sacrifice living being led by fear?
Everything works until it doesn't
That's why it is important to become acquainted with your heart it tells you everything you need to know.
Brain is not intended to over rule your pure heartfelt desires but to create a path for them

I wandered the path of contemplation
Slowed my thickets long I stood
Potent as my desperation
I yelled as loud as I could.