

FinallyFinally the waterFinally
turns to ice
Finally the sand
turns to glass
Finally the dirt
turns to stone
Finally life
turns to death


Do not tell meDo not tell me to goDo not tell me
for I already gone
Do not tell me to love for I have loved
Do not tell me to have courage for I am courageous
Do not tell me to die for I am already dead


RememberRemember when you're alive be remembered when you dieRemember
Hate when you're alive be hated when you die
Take a life when you're alive have you're life be taken
But, love when you're alive you'll be loved when you die


TearsThe crying of a child a little girl no older than nowTears
no younger than then but,yes indeed she is older older than her years
she is older in her mind she is older in her love
she is older is her eyes
her eyes, light blue but when looked at closely not blue, green
this girl named by her parents, parents who are no longer lives by herself in a place where even the strongest cringe when the name is said
every day she walks around doing chores
for the people she once knew, once cared for and w


Beneath the BeaneathThe billboards are lookin' lonely, The stars seem to freckle the sky, The boys are stayin' out too late, And no one's askin' why.Beneath the Beaneath
Handlebars and ice rinks, Daytime dreams with sun, Gunshots, blood, and parties, See the colours run.
Hear the call and answer, Give into you right, Tell society to fuck off, As you run into the night.
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