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all i can say is all i'm allowed to say .
all i can do ,
is to be done ,
i have a picture ,
bleached by the Sun ,
i'm coming back for you ,
i know where to find you ,
waiting for today ...

all i can see is all i'm shown ,
all i can have has been had ,
i have a memory ,
weathered by time ,
i'm coming home for you ,
i know where to find you ,
waiting for today .
Buddha was drunk in the park ,
Having a Lark ,
The Lark didn't mind ,
It thought he was kind ,
watching the kites ,
Feeling alright .
one day , one dawn ,
will come for all ,
the dew of truth ,
drips from the branches ,
which claw at the sky ,
the tree of  deceit ,
each sunrise is the first ,
there is no yesterday .
cathedrals casting shadows on the ground ,
the light is getting lower ,
Fingers reaching out for water ,
The river is dry .
So you'll have to hide yours tears ,
Til the clouds bring your friend .
still green waves
carry cattle nowhere ,
tarmac scars
divide the wealth ,
use the phone
it's quicker than silence ,
generations mirror
morphed by fashion
believing it's new ,
forests leave stubble ,
the sun
begins the dance again ,
i have a smile .
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