work in progress for lyrics of a new song for my band...


Not here....

whisper your secret from the crowns of gold
where the streets have strayed in fields of cold?
where have the young got lost the old?
not in their graves, they broke the mold
where have they gone, the children smiling?
the wonder of you, the sun that is shining?
their tombs are empty, among the living hide
your eyes have spoken, now open wide




Poetry by CrowRider
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Written on 2011-03-28 at 22:58

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