LIKE A BUFFALO Steve Grandinetti 2010 Spirit can never die the spirit can never die Into the black fall those hearts who lack A clearer picture of themselves in the pack Outta the blue fall lovers who are true To themselves and so can love another too War rages on blood is shed more lives are lost Time turns the page ink red but can we pay the cost Forced smiles along the way looking for treasure hidden Lost souls unsatisfied and a choir whose prayers remain unbidden? Forgive me for feeling out loud these tears in my weary eyes I cannot hide the pain I feel for those who believe the lies Like a buffalo I watch my people die To a future that’s built on the lie That man rules the earth and the sky When he is but a flower that too must die Like a buffalo I graze the prairies of my mind Chewing on the thoughts that I find Some are remnants of a past left behind An ancient echo come back to remind Falling through space lingering in the jet stream Keeping up the pace with my beautiful daydream My face elastic from the air pressure drastic Plastic people with views that are Jurassic Living without giving is just a sinning Loving without caring is just a sinning Being without sharing is just a sinning Beginning with separation from your mother’s inside On your journey from that place on the other side Apart from all that you are a part of you’re just drowning Drowning in a puddle of acid rain your mind stained From too many days and nights filled with nothing but the inane And it taints the pictures on my mind’s wall faded and creased with no release No peace jeez somebody get me the mind police I can’t be drinking in these things that I am thinking How does a man with a heart full of love rise above The fray that is weigh laid and played like a Las Vegas mark Energy is all that there is call it what you will Still I feel for all I see and know Whether it shows or blows away Like snow on a roof on a windy winter day I do believe my name is Stevie G The man without a family or country With no place to call home Except inside this cranial dome Where I hang my hat and bang away every day in everyway Trying to make something beautiful stay While time is evaporated and the body electric unplugged Dissipated like an audience captivated, death is overrated And the children of the sun are berated By minds shut down by greed fields and violent yields No matter how we appeal we are subjected to ignorance never so insistently revealed And so the mundane continues to reign over the world for awhile longer making me stronger My spirit longs to soar above the tree line and this state that’s built on greed and its seed which is fear That always lingers near leaving it perfectly clear that the only real are unafraid to feel Take your place on the wheel and let it roll because you never know until you die the mysteries hidden from our eye and the true secrets that lie beyond your role in this cosmic play And hey remember that no matter what ,it’s all okay Spirit can never die the spirit can never die Spirit can never die the spirit can never die Spirit can never die the spirit can never die Like a buffalo I watch my people die To a future that’s built on the lie That man rules the earth and the sky When he is but a flower that too must die
Posted on: Tue, 11 Mar 2014 18:35:35 +0000
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