And yesterday I saw you standing by the river, And werent those tears that filled your eyes, And all the fish that lay in dirty water dying, Had they got you hypnotized? And yesterday I saw you kissing tiny flowers, But all that lives is born to die. And so I say to you that nothing really matters, And all you do is stand and cry. I dont know what to say about it, When all you ears have turned away, But nows the time to look and look again at what you see, Is that the way it ought to stay?
Posted on: Tue, 29 Oct 2013 08:27:13 +0000
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