"Pink Floyd",(paraphrase?)
Never look this way, way too soon
Not today
Or ever
Turn your hand to fill the grave with the earth
So richly deserved,
Invoke the Verse of Heaven
You always will
It's just your way and will
It even rhyme,
Are the walls a homey prison now
A place to live out the remaining trials
"Did you trade a green field for a cold steel rail?"
Never look this way, way too late
Not today
Or ever . .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2016-03-28 at 14:32
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Or Ever
Are the walls much closer nowNever look this way, way too soon
Not today
Or ever
Turn your hand to fill the grave with the earth
So richly deserved,
Invoke the Verse of Heaven
You always will
It's just your way and will
It even rhyme,
Are the walls a homey prison now
A place to live out the remaining trials
"Did you trade a green field for a cold steel rail?"
Never look this way, way too late
Not today
Or ever . .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
Read 840 times
Written on 2016-03-28 at 14:32
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