trail the silver moon
to where eternal dawn finds day
blazing in red and orange soon
along the suns first ray
Feel the cold wind blowing
wrap my skin in chills
here below the gray lined sky
lies our place of birth
this is where we live and die
upon this clouded earth
Wonder how it is we walk this world
and man defines his path
destinies take shape and form
his winding road a softly whisper
thrown in heavy storm
Here is where the lonely warrior
takes up his rusted sword
to fight off overwhelming hordes
aware it is his death, he rides towards
and gladly rushes it head on
relieved to see his end draw near
before all he ever knew was gone
So this is where I waste my time
killing thoughts in sorrow
as I count the stars go by
shed my tears for all mankind
and hope at least, we learn to fall
with grace, before we die
“..and today the millions cry” U2
Godsend: | Maandag, mei 30, 2005 13:04 |
wowowowowowow! Prachtig, amazing all over... jes! mijn stijl.... well done! We want more!!!!! (echt vet) nou, nu weet je twel weer dacht ik zo :) |
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Gothicangel: | Maandag, mei 30, 2005 11:27 |
Ja jammer dat mensen maar twee duimen hebben, grote teentjes er dan ook maar bij:P Goed geschreven |
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de nifter: | Maandag, mei 30, 2005 08:47 |
2 dikke duimen omhoog | |
Further Than Gone*: | Maandag, mei 30, 2005 07:35 |
prachtig! | |
Auteur: milamber | ||
Gecontroleerd door: Sunflower | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 30 mei 2005 | ||
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