oh
we were fools
to believe
what we held
was ever made of gold
fools
but were we wiser
new romantics
fleet of foot
but dumb of youth
words to waste
like summers
and now the leaves have fallen
like wizards
behind curtains
boys
behind mothers' summer dresses
intellects
bound by myths
fallen
stifled then bent
by blue socks
the already fallen
we've already fallen
can't you see
oh say
warm embraces
went cold
the moment you learned
how hot is hot
cold is cold
stop talking
there is only action
that matters
says what is meant
acting out scripts
made up as we go along
in between days
of games
of booze
and self-adulation
this is broken
not bent
broken
stifled by delusions
oh say
we've already fallen
far from grace.
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Ahh bien dis-donc !! Quelle belle surprise! Mais cette fois-ci on sent que ca vient du coeur, sinon des trippes..
Comme d'habitude tu as su me faire sourire avec cette facon que tu as, de maîtriser d'exprminer les choses les plus simples , avec des images d'autant plus puissantes!
Thanks Jagstar, I hope you're doing great. I've been overwhelmed, to say the least.
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