Friday, March 28, 2003

Moonlight Visions

All night
and every day
see her waxing
see her waning

She gets in my room
through the glass
and sheds her light
on my torn hair

Give me a vision
of the world's hope
no decay shall come
as long as we run

All night
and all day
see her pray
she her try
don't let her cry


Ah yes
it is the same
it is my name
fortitude
solitude

Save them from their selves
Save them from the Snakes
save them from the tail-men
Save them from the black gold


"Hey stranger,
When you get to a crossroad,
don't choose a road,
just camp over there till you get bored"

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