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To the bow from the bottom
To the fall from the autumn
In the middle of your dark and starry night
To the water from the fire
All the hands not for hire
Timed to live by your moonlight
Do you ever forgive?
Anything you've had to live
I'm sick of having to ask you why
So come back to me
Please be my sweet
To the now from the day we die
To the scar from the burned
To the world from the turned
Wisdom won't bring you to the light
To the laughter from the greatest
It's a story from the dullest
You'll need you to leave your skin behind
Put on your mask
Change your voice
Lose your taste for music
Fall in love with noise
Keep your head low
This diamond can't shine
Let the flower wilt
Until you're back by my side
Redeem your lost self
Regain a sense of right
Steady the world
And the balance of life
To the sword from the battle
To the ship from the puddle
In the soil where the roses will grow
To the chaos from the still
But the mouths never will
Where toils of the future won't show.
- by Hakuo The White Phoenix |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/26/2010 |
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- Title: True Colors
- Artist: Hakuo The White Phoenix
- Description: This is my resolve.
- Date: 06/26/2010
- Tags: true colors
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