The warming sun, the cooling rain, The snowflake drifting on the breath of the breeze, The lightning bolt that frees the sky for you Yet only eagles seem to pass on through. The words of love, the cries of hate, And the man in the moon who seduced you Then finally loosed you. You climbed upon a burning rope to escape the mob below, But you had put the flaming out so that others could now follow, To be out of the bounds and the barks of those who do not wish you well. You must blaze a trail of your own, unknown, alone, But keep in mind Dont live today for tomorrow like you were immortal. The only survivors on this world of ours are The warming sun, the cooling rain, The snowflake drifting on the breath of the breeze, The lightning bolt that frees the sky for you Yet only eagles seem to pass on through. The words of love, the cries of hate, And the man in the moon who seduced you Then finally loosed you. Youre old and disillusioned now as you realise at last, That all all you have accomplished here will have soon all turned to dust. You dream of a future after life, well thats as maybe, I dont know. But you cant take what you left behind, youre all alone. So keep in mind Dont live today for tomorrow like you were immortal. The only survivors on this world of ours are The warming sun, the cooling rain, The snowflake drifting on the breath of the breeze, The lightning bolt that frees the sky for you Yet only eagles seem to pass on through. The words of love, the cries of hate, And the man in the moon...
Posted on: Wed, 22 Oct 2014 13:58:59 +0000
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