A beautiful woman can make you forget
It’s as if the world never existed
She doesn’t want to talk about it tonight
What’s the point?

The prayers we never heard
The tears we never saw
We only know what someone decided we should know

Great minds **** one another
and those too small to notice

How many men were destroyed
because
they did not have the power

But those who struggle
and lose
are mightier than anyone else

So many stories never told
They were witnesses
But passed over

I wanted to think about what I didn’t know
About who died in the darkness of history
They deserved at least that much
I hate being so accepting of reality
Does it mean I’m crazy like everyone else
Or does dancing keep my soul alive?

They were killed twice
Once when they were alive
And once when someone tried to write a book
But they survived in the minds of those who looked like them

Powerful minds killed the real world
They bury their sins with a smile on their face

Powerful minds died with a dream world

They know

They know the truth

They know what God knows

What we know are the cherry’s we pick
What we want to forget fall, shriveled and spread upon the ground
The legacy they wanted was never spoken
It was too late except the last prayer a man ever thought to say

What do you want to talk about?
Europe’s ****** history
Or art and philosophy
Russia’s ****** history
Or Tchaikovsky?

Anything but the wars started by man

What happened to those murdered before their time?
They did not alter history
They were subsumed by it

Because the nature of man is to assume he lives on a higher moral plane
But the assumption of being given God’s will is only a man who is ready to ****