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The Grand Canyon Was once a shallow river bed Until the water wore away the earth So far down that when you look over the edge Many have the urge to jump When you leave this planet As you rise You’ll see Waterfalls are really mountains Weeping your departure Tears enough to make oceans The thought of your ghost Quakes the earth in shivers At the imbalanced caused By your missing weight You are that important Tornadoes are just the sky’s Way of funneling your soul back down To the ground where you belong But we both know You’ll never stay If the earth is not strong enough to keep you here Can’t imagine there is any way I ever could I could never mourn As loud as thunder I don’t have lightning defribillators And I don’t sleep at night Because I am used to sinking to the left Your weight is that significant And yeah Sometimes the earth wins Tidal waves And earthquakes Even tornadoes claim people But not you Not when you leave on your own accord Not when you have the urge to jump Making mountains weep And the sky mourn thunder
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Oct 24, 2011
Oct 24, 2011 at 12:38 AM UTC
When You Were a Natural Disaster
The Grand Canyon Was once a shallow river bed Until the water wore away the earth So far down that when you look over the edge Many have the urge to jump When you leave this planet As you rise You’ll see Waterfalls are really mountains Weeping your departure Tears enough to make oceans The thought of your ghost Quakes the earth in shivers At the imbalanced caused By your missing weight You are that important Tornadoes are just the sky’s Way of funneling your soul back down To the ground where you belong But we both know You’ll never stay If the earth is not strong enough to keep you here Can’t imagine there is any way I ever could I could never mourn As loud as thunder I don’t have lightning defribillators And I don’t sleep at night Because I am used to sinking to the left Your weight is that significant And yeah Sometimes the earth wins Tidal waves And earthquakes Even tornadoes claim people But not you Not when you leave on your own accord Not when you have the urge to jump Making mountains weep And the sky mourn thunder
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Oct 24, 2011
Oct 24, 2011 at 12:38 AM UTC
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