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Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night beside her
And you know that she's half crazy
But that's why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges
That come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her
That you have no love to give her
Then she gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer
That you've always been her lover
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that she will trust you
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind.
And Jesus was a sailor
When he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching
From his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain
Only drowning men could see him
He said "All men will be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them"
But he himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with him
And you want to travel blind
And you think maybe you'll trust him
For he's touched your perfect body with his mind.
Now Suzanne takes your hand
And she leads you to the river
She is wearing rags and feathers
From Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey
On our lady of the harbour
And she shows you where to look
Among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love
And they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that you can trust her
For she's touched your perfect body with her mind.
To escape
one's melancholic reality,

and feed
his barbaric fantasies.
© 2012
Return to what I used to be
Reclaim my lost glory
Recover the deepest wounds
Retrieve my lost time
Restart a new life.
just some thought..
I've been struggling in my past exams, there's so much work to do..
It’s funny,
It started with a play.
A date, to watch a friend live life
Set forth by words on a page.
Now one year later,
New words are being said.
And you’re back home,
Not here,
You’re back home
With new love in your head
With new love in your bed.
I hope he makes your heart
Beat faster than I did.
I caught a glimpse, in the corner of my eye.
My heart told me to love her but my brain still made me lie.
I thought about that lie - "She's not the one for you".
Then I caught me staring, and I knew my heart was true.
I try to let my heart rule now,
my brain's too young to think.
They say that young love's sweetest but
I find that hard to link.
I spent a year in her eyes, but didn't feel it pass.
The feeling overtook me, the feeling went too fast.
Nothing seems to matter now, not with her around,
just a moment in her eyes - I know that fact is sound.

I think I saw him looking, in the corner of my eye.
I didn't want to look though 'cause I'm worried and I'm shy.
I wonder why he's looking, is it something that I've done?
I think it must be nothing, I think his eyes hit sun.
I wish that he was looking mind,
yet heart's too young to know.
My heart says let me love him
but of course my brain says no.
I spent a second in his eyes, and felt it last forever.
But brain said no and brain means so for brain is much more clever.
My heart keeps fighting, shouting - clawing at my head.
It hurts I know but must be so or something would be said.


I wish she would say something...
*I wish he would say something...
Mamihlapinatapai - A look shared by two people each wishing that the other will initiate something that both desire but which neither one wants to start.
You may haven't notice
you may haven't felt it
you may haven't look
     at it that way
but it is you I wanted
it's you that makes me silent
it's you that makes me whole
it's you that makes me smile
it's you that makes my world
it's you that takes my breath away
it's you the reason my heart beats
you may never believe it
but it is you
I have this gun, and you also have
this gun, but why do we have to fight
for this land?

God Created this land
for us to be bond so lets
stop this fight and take
it as a grant.

Bird is the the key to flock
us one, and fly to our country
ones.

Lets stop the fire and help
each other to get our
desires.

Lets put an ink to our guns,
and shot the the things which is
right in our sight.

— The End —