Sunday, November 07, 2004

Sweep

Sweet summer breeze mounting its saddle in my hair
Lilac flowers, Tulip flowers and Roses everywhere
Sadness steriled,misery,despair...
take the sweet sentiments and make them dissapear
Love is a story told by a fool
For he who knows love not..knows what is true
Splitting of homes, the crash of porcelain
Spinning in a room, feeling depressed, superior, inane
Time has its goals and time its own master
Life churns out surprises one after the other
Today no rain, tommorrow will pour
The wheat that still grows, will stand tall and strong
The failures will die and return to where they belong
Smiles that look caring and kind is hiding the lies
Time will tell
Love that is shown in life, a man jumps over a cliff
Feeling 'piak' like a lizard on a windscreen
People take steps on your heart...or get wedged in between
Some just love a message, they feel the earth is clean
Sweet summer breeze
Comes and goes....
Where will i stand tommorrow?
How will i ever know?


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