quiet forest left
overcrowded city right
the future ahead.
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quiet forest left
overcrowded city right
the future ahead.
the future ahead
scary, but willing to jump
hope I learn to fly
hope I learn to fly,
beside all the baby birds
I am not alone
I am not alone
though I might feel lonely now
just a feeling, aches
just a feeling, aches,
switchblade of whip-slash, marking
the blood on my back.
the blood on my back
owes it's marks to the ruthless
torture of my fate
torture of my fate
destined to be nothing else
faking a free will
faking a free will
would not have brought us near
to will was futile.
to will was futile
or at least they told us so
minds broken, disturbed
minds broken, disturbed
are not worse than broken hearts
to will is futile.
Minds broken, disturbed
Wait for fall so leaves wither
Then to grow again
Then to grow again
for fallen leaves is obscure
new seeds make new leaves.
New seeds make new leaves
Leaves, compost, soil, life anew
Phoenix-like, new life
Phoenix-like, new life
New beginnings, new aspects
Forget days of yore!
Forget days of yore?
Oh, no! Let's save old treasure
for the progeny!