Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Last Time


When I was dead asleep
behind
Towering walls

They built a world outside
and I
missed the wake-up call

My stony breath crawled
to the blowing hammer´s beat
there was a sea of sound
But old silence that stole my sleep

When I was dead asleep
behind
Towering walls

They built a world outside
and I
missed the wake-up call

When I break dragged legs
Through long winding streets
Fill me with suffering
And the people
Would see right through me

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