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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2004 2:32 pm
by Amarok
Now's the time to turn the tide
now's the time to fight
let us not go gently
to the endless winter night
Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2004 3:04 pm
by PV
Sometimes I freeze
Sometimes I fight
Sometimes I fly
Into the night
Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2004 6:53 pm
by Immortal for a Ltd Time
Sometimes building ivory towers
Sometimes knocking castles down
Posted: Wed Feb 18, 2004 12:53 pm
by PV
We turned our gaze
From the castles in the distance
Eyes cast down
On the path of least resistance
Posted: Wed Feb 18, 2004 1:28 pm
by Kares4Rush
I can learn to resist
Anything but frustration
I can learn to persist
With anything but aiming low
Posted: Thu Feb 19, 2004 10:50 am
by Immortal for a Ltd Time
Call it blind frustration
Call it blind man's bluff
Call each other names
Your voices rude, your voices rough
Posted: Thu Feb 19, 2004 8:36 pm
by PV
Oh the wind can carry
All the voices of the sea
Oh the wind can carry
All the echoes home to me
Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2004 1:11 pm
by Panacea
Wind-
In my hair-
Shifting and drifting-
Mechanical music-
Adrenalin surge...
Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2004 1:50 pm
by Kares4Rush
It replays each of the days
A hundred years of routines
Bows its head and prays
To the mother of all machines...
Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2004 3:09 pm
by PV
Mama says some ugly words
Daddy pounds the wall
They can fight about their little girl later
Right now they don't care at all
Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2004 3:13 pm
by Immortal for a Ltd Time
It went right by me
Just another wall
There should have been a moment
When we let our barriers fall
Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2004 3:50 pm
by PV
Freeze this moment a little bit longer
Make each sensation a little bit stronger
Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2004 5:10 pm
by Panacea
Sometimes I freeze - until the light comes
Sometimes I fly - into the night
Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2004 6:23 pm
by PV
Light streams down in
Bright unbroken beams
Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2004 8:47 am
by Immortal for a Ltd Time
We've got nothing to fear --- but fear itself?
Not pain or failure, not fatal tragedy?
Not the faulty units in this mad machinery?
Not the broken contacts in emotional chemistry?