Take the light away,
take your rites of passage through the day
and tell me what you see.
The shining of the tear filled eyes dabbed
dry with tissues full of lies.
The enameling of state, where in kilns the poor can wait
in poverty.
The clamouring aboard the trains to get to offices and
workmens brains were not so used as the more abused that
they became.
Pay for pain and pain for pay it's just the darkness when
you take the light away.
There's darkness all around me,put on the lights so I can see
or let me be.
Aug 5, 2014
Aug 5, 2014 at 7:08 AM UTC
Take the light away,
take your rites of passage through the day
and tell me what you see.
The shining of the tear filled eyes dabbed
dry with tissues full of lies.
The enameling of state, where in kilns the poor can wait
in poverty.
The clamouring aboard the trains to get to offices and
workmens brains were not so used as the more abused that
they became.
Pay for pain and pain for pay it's just the darkness when
you take the light away.
There's darkness all around me,put on the lights so I can see
or let me be.
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