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THIS IS A CALL TO ARMS TO ENFOLD ANYONE WE  CAN REACH We are malnourished of blankets and binkies Mother’s breast and meaning We are earthquake spirit lands rumbling for peace We are a bright light that plays on squinted eyelids so that you may see We are the kaleidoscope of what is and what could be We are KINGS AND QUEENS Not worker bees. We are dry mouths and cracked lips thirsty Drinking crying eyes and kissing empty hands THIS IS WHAT I FEEL FROM THE TIED DESOLATION OF A PROMISED LAND We are seraphim Selling ourselves on suburban streets We are cherubs Peddling angel dust to children’s gums Slipping LSD under their tongues HOW FAR WE HAVE STRAYED FROM OUR RIGHTOUS PATH! We are a fall from grace that knocks the air from chests So we may realize what it is to BREATH! IN! OUT! We are One from within With or without sorrows or the tedium of tomorrow We are our crystal innocence and reptilian rigidness We are a mirror Reflective of all that surrounds us We are the lush trees and the desolate land bound by fences and man’s prosperity We are the lake Warping realities reflection with ripples and rhombuses that wrinkle our surface with every stone skipped Galaxies teeming underneath TAKE OFF!!!! Become what we didn’t know Find the eternal reassurance that no matter what will be, is, or was, WE WILL BE! https://soundcloud.com/spiritbarehear/call-to-arms
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Feb 7, 2013
Feb 7, 2013 at 5:41 PM UTC
CALL TO ARMS
THIS IS A CALL TO ARMS TO ENFOLD ANYONE WE  CAN REACH We are malnourished of blankets and binkies Mother’s breast and meaning We are earthquake spirit lands rumbling for peace We are a bright light that plays on squinted eyelids so that you may see We are the kaleidoscope of what is and what could be We are KINGS AND QUEENS Not worker bees. We are dry mouths and cracked lips thirsty Drinking crying eyes and kissing empty hands THIS IS WHAT I FEEL FROM THE TIED DESOLATION OF A PROMISED LAND We are seraphim Selling ourselves on suburban streets We are cherubs Peddling angel dust to children’s gums Slipping LSD under their tongues HOW FAR WE HAVE STRAYED FROM OUR RIGHTOUS PATH! We are a fall from grace that knocks the air from chests So we may realize what it is to BREATH! IN! OUT! We are One from within With or without sorrows or the tedium of tomorrow We are our crystal innocence and reptilian rigidness We are a mirror Reflective of all that surrounds us We are the lush trees and the desolate land bound by fences and man’s prosperity We are the lake Warping realities reflection with ripples and rhombuses that wrinkle our surface with every stone skipped Galaxies teeming underneath TAKE OFF!!!! Become what we didn’t know Find the eternal reassurance that no matter what will be, is, or was, WE WILL BE! https://soundcloud.com/spiritbarehear/call-to-arms
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Feb 7, 2013
Feb 7, 2013 at 5:41 PM UTC
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