29 May 2008

Black Candy Plus - Thirteen

With the drop of a hair
We are turning over pages
That we're reading at a speed
Blotting blanks within the lines
If we try to slow it down
It would slay our friends and neighbors
So we choose to miss
The details
That could show us
What's behind

Where's the questions in the hands
Of our brothers and our sisters?
Doesn't anybody wonder
Why they chose to lay in here?
Who's the tiller of the land?
Who's the beggar in the sand?
Who's the man
Who thinks he's born
To play the leader
Of the pack?

There's a bottle and a kiss
And the golden silent ringing
In the bells that need some
Tuning every half an hour's spell
If there's one thing in my soul
Well, it's the shrinking of a hole
So if you here it
Come and dance
With all the glasses
We can fill

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