Heat rays fall through a clear rainbows arch unto the earth
Clay brittled under light upon light
Crusted to dust as earth becomes the earth
Dryness all around as desert comes the norm
Is this the way we go
should we not head all our harm
We have a chance to change yet money
rules the waves
A figure on paper leads to all the blames
One day ther'll never be such madness
in our world
I hope we never go here
our dust to dust
May 26, 2012
May 26, 2012 at 3:20 PM UTC
Heat rays fall through a clear rainbows arch unto the earth
Clay brittled under light upon light
Crusted to dust as earth becomes the earth
Dryness all around as desert comes the norm
Is this the way we go
should we not head all our harm
We have a chance to change yet money
rules the waves
A figure on paper leads to all the blames
One day ther'll never be such madness
in our world
I hope we never go here
our dust to dust
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