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Somewhere in Spain

Contributed by Overstated on Tuesday, 23rd March 2004 @ 06:06:10 PM in AEST
Topic: political



Mudd drips from the walls
Madness takes over the halls
Mirrors and razors glide around
Starlight kisses and torturers found
Where is the sky? Where is the rain
All trapped here, somewhere in Spain

Plans and fires far away up a hill near a lake
Where the west is sought where religion is bought
To hurt someone you do not know
With one whooshing swoop is such blow
To all I believe and the faith I have
I am just a person who is real sad

And as the sky falls down
And the ants gush away
And a mother holds hands with her baby who escaped
And tighter there hands theyre tighter now
Why do we film this? And who is to blame?
Were all trapped here, somewhere in Spain

As the mountains laugh and the satellites revolve
Intelligence mounts and it descends and another beret falls
We hear another cannonball and another hundred die
The sky is red and the sky is blue, the sky has clouds today and a few drop of snow
And as we talk of the weather
We forget about the holes





Copyright © Overstated ... [ 2004-03-23 18:06:10]
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Re: Somewhere in Spain (User Rating: 1 )
by Remy on Tuesday, 23rd March 2004 @ 06:08:37 PM AEST
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oh wow, didn't expect this... i love the imagery of the thing! great write! ;0)
~Remy~


Re: Somewhere in Spain (User Rating: 1 )
by Coaster on Wednesday, 14th April 2004 @ 01:27:53 AM AEST
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Loved the imagery. Very well wrote. I look foward to reading more of your writes!
Ryan


Re: Somewhere in Spain (User Rating: 1 )
by deathdrop on Sunday, 12th September 2004 @ 08:17:05 AM AEST
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i think that this is your best one that i've read!
it captures every thing perectly.




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