Spectator
What a day, a week it's been,
The energies still flow within
The rush of all that went me by
so powerfull, it makes me cry.
New life i held, in my own hands
Eternal bonds created between friends
Standing fast troughout the storm
Vowing to keep eachother warm
What a day, a week it's been,
Drained and angered i will seem.
For all the pain i had to see
All those peole asking, "Why me"
Their lives destroyed, at a wink
The killers did not even think,
What life could hold for those that died,
Asking not if their leader lied.
What a day, a week it's been,
Both utter pain and joy i've seen
But as oft, it might change later,
to all this, i was just spectator.
The energies still flow within
The rush of all that went me by
so powerfull, it makes me cry.
New life i held, in my own hands
Eternal bonds created between friends
Standing fast troughout the storm
Vowing to keep eachother warm
What a day, a week it's been,
Drained and angered i will seem.
For all the pain i had to see
All those peole asking, "Why me"
Their lives destroyed, at a wink
The killers did not even think,
What life could hold for those that died,
Asking not if their leader lied.
What a day, a week it's been,
Both utter pain and joy i've seen
But as oft, it might change later,
to all this, i was just spectator.
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| Auteur: Gioi | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 21 mei 2003 | ||
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