As one child is taught red on his mothers knee - the one true colour A neighbor is taught blue on his mothers knee - the one true colour With a fervour inherited, it will be subsequently delivered Ignore the spectrum Dear whom it may concern, I feel as though Im about to crash and burn I think Im falling and theres no return But Ive no idea to whom this may concern Im looking out at all the stars and I learn Theres no one up above to hear me yearn Im on my own In the arena of the endless unknown Do not stage theatre and call it truth And when one child is taught red on his mothers knee It must be subsequently delivered With all of the spectrum Someone has whipped the carpet from beneath my feet Someone upturned the furniture in my mind But oh how rich the soil How wondrous the upheaval Its time to embark... To dissect is to broaden the adventure And enrich ones tenure So do not blunt the surgeons knife Theres so much to explore; theres so much to absorb And then the atoms that you borrowed They are returned to the cosmos They are returned when youre... ttp://m.youtube/watch?v=JfRmiL89WCg
Posted on: Mon, 26 Jan 2015 02:41:59 +0000