Walk gently,
spread love.
A yes or no answer
Walk gently,
spread love.
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A mother cries out for her loss
It’s a shouting match, Liberty song
It all depends whose side you’re on
An 80’s flick, a telethon
The donors can’t afford
A peaceful march is a riot for
The higher ups keeping score
A father dies, a baby’s born
To a family torn apart
A mother cries out for her loss.
A brother vows vengeance.
Humanity what have we done?
Another brothers grave is dug.
It’s a quick escape, getting drunk
Do what you can, never enough
It’s a 90’s jam, a slogan sung
To another civil war
It’s a house of cards, a hand of fate
A demonstration turns to hate
It’s a feeling I just cannot shake
It takes all I’ve got to watch
Wake me up when it’s all over.
That’s no longer good enough.
It’s getting harder to be sober.
With history books full of blood.
Talking by her car
Talking by her car — that night
our intuition brought us together —
I never wanted to leave.
Where valleys lay and peaks do rise
Beams of light which dance on my wall
Aligned with the sun I know they’ll fall
Deep within my own hearts embrace
Like shadows cast I’ll leave not a trace
Where beauty fills the untrained mind
My love, my dear, sweet dew resigns
Each blade of grass from which we crawl
Is timeless, still, the moon does fall
Where valleys lay and peaks do rise
Is where my sight and yours align
And to the depths, the deepest sea
Like an anchor rests, my heart to thee
Away with it! To soil!
What I do not understand
I take within my coil
Squeezing till all life is lost
Away with it! To soil!
For what I do not understand
My only wish is this:
Take note, this hiss is just of man
A snake would never toil
Onward to the sea
I cried a river yesterday
Said the mother to her son
So that today we could float
Onward to the sea
Dancing in the distance
And when his memory faded
Dancing in the distance
Like a mirage, appeared
His destiny in heat
Arms uninhibited by the equinox
3+3+2+5
Then like clockwork
I turn my head to see
3+3+2+5
And know you’re here with me
The quietness of failure
I never had the answer
for the question in my hand
I was told you just can’t stay here
so go collect your things
It must have felt like death there
long before he chose
The quietness of failure
in a house no longer home
I never asked for this hurt to be mine
I never felt more shameful by and by
I pushed it all away like it would disappear
I never knew a stranger who
I loved more dearly when he died.
Eating edibles by the ocean
Her sun kissed skin
My wind swept hair
Eating edibles by the ocean
So happy we’re here
Words Of An Average White Male 