Left, right sober sight I felt. What's past is past, you felt. I think I sometimes feel, but what is real. Tired is as tired deals with, knowing fully it's sacrifices, made. Though sometimes we'll say, It may not be worth fighting for today.
Tonight is Huntsville's annual book burning hosted by Chris Dayton. I would like to say that the things that I burn will release some sort of weights from my being, but it won't be the first time I lied. We lose an hour tonight...The only country still in denial.
Even the sense of a slight security couldn't tame me The urges are to strong now the security is gone I have to know what went wrong and where the hell this wall came from I have to lose it all If only I had the words I feel a child that has no way of explaining what went wrong when he was tripped in the sandbox