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We're Turning Ourselves Into the Night
Contributed by
Lee
on
Saturday, 15th January 2005 @ 10:44:21 AM in AEST
Topic:
mystical
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Medieval laughter echos all around You give me something You in your castle When you turn on the film projector I can see so many images Yet they do not appear So clear I looked into the eye Of the Terrible guy He made me tremble In fear You know what I saw When I stared in awe At the portrait of the man of law? A scarecrow made of straw
You make me live into the moon I'll jump into the pruned blooms Your my darling of the twilight I can only see you through glimpses of starlight We're turning ourselves in We're turning ourselves into the night
Do you know what happens To people like us? We get put on the one-way ticket Subconscious bus We get a ride Passing the green hills by We can't even look at the sky behind
Wierded out Out of this time Unheard of No more yellow lines Dropped off the face of the place Never heard from again None of those highway men
Copyright ©
Lee
... [
2005-01-15 10:44:21] (Date/Time posted on
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