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There is a place I know there is Not one not many But all and every You can go there I can too Where grass is green And skies are blue There’s no train Chugging churning rocking the land No people rushing To beat the drops of sand Instead people fall with them Accepting the ride And holding hands Swimming with the tide Smiling as wind blows their hair to and fro They’ve all realized that there’s nowhere to go. And so they smile and laugh and play They know that this is their only day Sometime soon the sun will set The crops will dry Only one thing will be wet Their hearts,their mouths, their blood, their gore But not to worry Sometime soon it will be no more. Be no more they say be no more Than what you are, that is your chore As a living mortal You see the paradox Your hands wave round like a ticking clock But all batteries die and all hearts stop to beat So know, dear child, you only have two feet Do what you can in all that you do But remember dear child what you do isn’t you.
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Dec 13, 2014
Dec 13, 2014 at 12:51 PM UTC
A Place Called Nowhere
There is a place I know there is Not one not many But all and every You can go there I can too Where grass is green And skies are blue There’s no train Chugging churning rocking the land No people rushing To beat the drops of sand Instead people fall with them Accepting the ride And holding hands Swimming with the tide Smiling as wind blows their hair to and fro They’ve all realized that there’s nowhere to go. And so they smile and laugh and play They know that this is their only day Sometime soon the sun will set The crops will dry Only one thing will be wet Their hearts,their mouths, their blood, their gore But not to worry Sometime soon it will be no more. Be no more they say be no more Than what you are, that is your chore As a living mortal You see the paradox Your hands wave round like a ticking clock But all batteries die and all hearts stop to beat So know, dear child, you only have two feet Do what you can in all that you do But remember dear child what you do isn’t you.
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Dec 13, 2014
Dec 13, 2014 at 12:51 PM UTC
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