Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Road of Wax

The road coats made of wax
leading to a place called nowhere,
I'll wear my old coat I hope you don't mind
Nothing you tell me can change in my mind
All of the reasons I've waited here
Standing so close with a lonly tear
Has time evaded me
Sleeping I see through the mysteries eye
the breeze has turned a tree
allowing light where shadows formed to hide
Sunlight filters through the wind becalms
As we breath in all the finest air
I've waited two days it will not be fine 
Your words were consouling it's been along time
listen to me and leave me be
You have no face that I can see

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