He would walk through the decaying leaves
thinking about all his yesterdays
he would always talk of future things
and you'd say well I never Mr Levelheaded
He always talked about time and space
and if you didn't listen hard enough
you would surely lose your place
never getting to the land of understanding
Many times he would talk tactics
always mentioning silent running
and if you were lucky enough
he would even show you star charts
He created many machines
all just for your pleasures
what has he built today?
well never, Mr Levelheaded!
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 10:46 PM UTC
He would walk through the decaying leaves
thinking about all his yesterdays
he would always talk of future things
and you'd say well I never Mr Levelheaded
He always talked about time and space
and if you didn't listen hard enough
you would surely lose your place
never getting to the land of understanding
Many times he would talk tactics
always mentioning silent running
and if you were lucky enough
he would even show you star charts
He created many machines
all just for your pleasures
what has he built today?
well never, Mr Levelheaded!
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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