Sunday, October 24, 2010

Lost but Found

Blood illuminates shows me where to cut the vein
Snow man melts but endures no pain
Take a stand? Show me then what it means to be free
Show men perform for a fee, watch what they sell so carefully
Stealing life mentally
Your seductive class remains beneath me
Hang man's last words bounce off the walls
The moment of perfect insight was about to pass through us all
But listened with our pride, didn't hear his cry, too ashamed to admit why
Local men turned their back, covered their face, burned the songs of our grace
Killed off the livestock, fed it to the wolfs, with no sympathy cast out in the cold without wool
Ashamed
So, I'll just move right along
Made me, but with no sight
With a mind so intertwined
Made me, but cast you out
Come on cast it out
Come on, lost but found