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any day

any day now the old man will wake from his sleep and tell us all to "get the **** out!"

every hour there is atleast one second of every minute devoted entirely to hatred

no matter who you are or what you say

 

any day now they will set us free

and you can run through regrets

fly through missed sunny days

breathe real love

it will be heaven on earth

i promise

 

injustice is the theme

brutality its accord

the dead are stuck in dying

the living stuck in life

 

blanket wraps around nitrogen skies

something has changed

one hand always aimed at the ground

at the unforgiving dirt

 

it's the one liners that keep you going

any day now the surf will come in

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Jan 28, 2014
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