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Old Dragons

Contributed by Red_Silo on Thursday, 24th July 2003 @ 11:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



This is where all the junkies go,
All following their mothers and fathers mold.
The same old life, left out to dry,
Same road traveled always, because no other they will drive.

Back in town, dancing a dirty break beat,
Trippin on the grass that had always grown beneath their feet,
No way, it hasnt changed a bit,
No fire? Give it to your daddy, hell light the *****.

Ask it loud now, but youll never know.
Get the question out and just move on.
In the end all will be forgiven, surrender all thats high.
We havent always been the clean ones, you and I.

They take it outside, they take it out there.
Always been this way when they were offered a dare.
Surfin on a dragon that had always burned their cells.
Leaving them dumb and restless with memories of everything theyd ever smelled.

Tradition and traditionalism, two things theyve never understood.
The traditionalism stubbornness and not changing when they probably should.
Lying in a tradition that had a bond on them all.
Its good to have a past but not one with a closed mind.
Doing the same things everyday, repeating the same mistakes.

So smoke that pipe,
Smoke that grass,
Just know were all behind you,
Calling you and a**.

Because some are too dumb to change,
Growing the same dead flowers,
Passing up a life, wasting the hours.
Others take their goods until the dumb retire.

Lying in a grave now, they, the old dragons,
All covered in dirt with an epitaph that reads,
The grass finally caught up with me.




Copyright © Red_Silo ... [ 2003-07-24 11:05:00]
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Re: Old Dragons (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Thursday, 24th July 2003 @ 11:45:22 AM AEST
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wow this tells the story here!great job.
michelle


Re: Old Dragons (User Rating: 1 )
by Ilhar on Thursday, 24th July 2003 @ 09:55:37 PM AEST
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very well written
Shari


Re: Old Dragons (User Rating: 1 )
by ravenfire on Monday, 1st September 2003 @ 02:24:48 PM AEST
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a bit depressing,but true and well written.
"growing the same dead flowers"
i like that alot.




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