everything that's simple is so empty when it's changed
delivered in a way the ones who listen are estranged
to bear the thought alone, from such a tilted point of view
will relegate the truth and make it malleable for you
but it won't lose its potency, no, nothing will be lost
the only ones affected be the people it exhausts
they'll find a way to punish every judgment on their own
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....
a testimony certain when its spoken in that tone
and proof will be a metaphor for what's inside their heads
the thoughts that they awaken every morning from their beds
"now tell me what you're seeing so that I may also see"
and quell the curiosity that's stirring up in me
the waves will not be violent and in time will not exist
a placid sea of sameness come and no one will resist
Jul 25, 2013
Jul 25, 2013 at 12:17 PM UTC
everything that's simple is so empty when it's changed
delivered in a way the ones who listen are estranged
to bear the thought alone, from such a tilted point of view
will relegate the truth and make it malleable for you
but it won't lose its potency, no, nothing will be lost
the only ones affected be the people it exhausts
they'll find a way to punish every judgment on their own
...
..........
....
a testimony certain when its spoken in that tone
and proof will be a metaphor for what's inside their heads
the thoughts that they awaken every morning from their beds
"now tell me what you're seeing so that I may also see"
and quell the curiosity that's stirring up in me
the waves will not be violent and in time will not exist
a placid sea of sameness come and no one will resist
the chronic headache
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