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I heard a few words you nearly spoke and I nearly heard freedom words I suppose we don't really need them and I understand as long as you know that. . . I won't let the world tear you into little pieces and put you back the way you're supposed to be Pregnant with questions get answers abortion back to the larva getting unborn Loving and leaving (rhyme and reason) do these two go together Get a load-a of this get a load-a that get a load of everyones bullshit Got a broken key to fantasy get an...

The fetus came to meet us wandering down the aisle young guns were firing celebration down the road for most of a mile feeling death as soon as we start living not sure what God is giving as we're giving God a name waiting for a mail order knife a postcard to show me a slice of paradise down the street the river is flowing but I have floating feet so I keep going my feet are liquid I walk on water everywhere I go Everywhere I go I flow kiss on the cheek from a Jesus freak everywhere I go I fl...

It was a road that no one would drive down, full of pot holes and junkyard rejects. The sun was permenantly pasted in one low corner of the sky and the moon in the other. The homes are empty, dingy suburban apartments and rattly shacks full of debris. From time to time a daring pedestrian might wander down this road. Here, past the upside down 'Dead End' sign and the decaying, crooked tooth fence, is my soul. Fertilized in a pulsing nucleus that exists in my core. It can often be hard for me...

I was getting lost so I took a walk To the end of the plank Where I sank like a rock and the ship sailed away sink to the sea Captain isn't on board Chorus: Sail away, sink, sink Ghost ship I'm through with taking that trip that trip For a trip so long it ends so fast I'm through sailing on the ghost ship of the past What does it take to shake the shock when the ship has sank and you're on some rock but you won't be free until you see You have to let time move forward Chorus

in the morning I was fishing for reasons but threw them all back and I was losing my way going in circles in the knee deep water wondering when the last time was I’d felt this way but the reasons weren’t answers they were only the price to pay for feeling anything other then this scattered lost the lottery last time it came time to let it fly cast myself into the open-- on a broken line left out there to try to swim without a spine in the night I was wishing for company but turned them all aw...