Watching the tide come in, viewing all our daily sins. Needing hope and happiness, seeing nothing but filthy hatred.
I hope you know, that he's up there. He cares. He's up there, while we're down here and everything that we do ends up being on the back of his shoe...
Watching your inspirations fall down, viewing a slideshow of the crumbled to the ground! Needing hope and love, seeing nothing but hate...
Why, why must we compete? Why, why? Why must we beat? Can't there be a reason for a change in this world, nothing more. Oh Lord. All my inspiration's run dry, inspirations run dry. My soul is blind. My soul is blind. I need you now as the universe spins and the people populate and they break down the gate...of happiness......NOW!
Now we're free. NOW! Now I can see more clear. NOW! Now the brightness is more clear to me...yeah. Nothing but the sunlight reflecting your eyes, saving the strength and happiness for the day following the night.
*When darkness looms overhead, place it on your old, beat up Stereo Case/Cd Holder in your attic/Basement etc. and just realize that Happiness is in your head.* ID17. Tony.
Reason for writing:
Life can be easier if you put your foot down and pray to God for a more comfortable life. Don't scream, pray.
Birth sign: Aquarius
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