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by Arkon   Sep 14, 2005


Preach all you want but who can save me
With all the bullets flying free
I can't leave or live or die
All I can do is pull the pin and try

This broken day break sky
Tell me where I can lie
Forever and now I'm stuck again
And in this moment I can close my eyes and pretend

Where are you amongst the bodies here
It burns like acid on my skin
Where are you, I'm filled with fear
And the last one isn't just for one it's for all the sins.

And yes I got out alive
After being struck out by the whole hive
Can we still reclaim our innocence
After seeing what we saw this instant

And all the bodies lining the cape
We can't stop now it's just fate.
Live wires shoot past our eyes
One by one they all die

In these homes I can hear your heartbeat
With help to sit still with novacaine.
And as you all line the streets
I finally put good use to my brain.

So here's my letter to you
If I don't make it out now
I was alive until now and I know I know that I am just another use
I won't change myself to survive for the best while you wonder why not how

Waste some time in here
I waited up for you
And at 12 I found you headless at the pier
Is this what they can do?

I smell the fear on your skin
I lay low to keep out of the way
Move the floorboards over me
I learned its not hell we're in
And I know it's boring being overshadowed by gray
I hope you know I'm free

I sang you a song through the floor
And I thought I heard you come down for more
I'm pretty sure I lost myself again
I count to three and hope this isn't the end.

And at approximately 3 am I walk outside into the vacant streets
The corner lamps connect to where the darkness meets.
And maybe this paper will never get read just like you
I told you were just a book on a shelf and I swear it's all true

Hiding away in houses on the lines
Peering out the windows
March toward the end of the blinds
I think I'm the only one who knows

The organ plays a farewell tune
And I know that they know that we're never coming home
And as I ride in the boat to the doom
I am another face running up the unknown

It rained on the shores
Like a passing thunderstorm
Like bullets hitting a closed door
And the gray uniforms begin to swarm.

And the steel bodies stretch out to the ending sun
And Blood that burns
And the bayonett in my stomach is shot off by a gun
And I fall still to the ground wide eyed as my blood churns

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