I went to the graveyard
And layed flowers for my girl
it was oh so quiet around me
The air was cold
and my hands were cold
and my heart was cold
When drops of water fell
I looked up
and the sky was crying too

even the strongest
even the wisest
even the most spiritual

saviors have to be saved:












through faith.
They need you.

i want to be white because i'm black
i want to be black because i'm white
i want to wake up like you did last night:










without wants