i changed a poem of mine, pain, into "song form" for my band. hope you like it...
Some of us build our hope And hide it in dreams Concealed in ourselves Our dreadful schemes To get what we want and to have more than we need To be more than what we are in our selfish greed
All of the pain And all of the suffering People gather around The corrupting bonfire To watch their dreams Go up in flames To help their minds Be free of their pain
So now we’re tortured by our dreams and they become new diseases We don’t try anymore and the bonfire it freezes Those who lived out their dreams their sights were set too low And those who suffered for their freedom are the only ones who know...
All of the pain And all of the suffering People gather around The corrupting bonfire To watch their dreams Go up in flames To help their minds Be free of their pain
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