SilverWings
07/12/09, 02:28 PM
Minus
Our written word fails to function
The cause and effect of a mislead pen
As the hollow voice of an age at fault
Becomes the mask on the face of a hollow song
Hence the growth of no growth at all
Such unveilings linger without impact whilst
Elsewhere, violent men have found their way
But won’t settle amongst their bid for Earth
Deep Well
Though the vineyard thrives with life
The wine we pour tastes dull and flat
And this patch-less quilt covers our backs
Please condemn its infancy and fake fallouts
Because influences from history taste stale to us now
Like an unfiltered glass of water
Our written word fails to function
The cause and effect of a mislead pen
As the hollow voice of an age at fault
Becomes the mask on the face of a hollow song
Hence the growth of no growth at all
Such unveilings linger without impact whilst
Elsewhere, violent men have found their way
But won’t settle amongst their bid for Earth
Deep Well
Though the vineyard thrives with life
The wine we pour tastes dull and flat
And this patch-less quilt covers our backs
Please condemn its infancy and fake fallouts
Because influences from history taste stale to us now
Like an unfiltered glass of water