Jan 8, 2009

Transe

Substitute for love ain't fantasy
Drugged mills ain't no more fallacy
Entangled in wheel of fortune
Estranged in well of snow fume
We err on tilted bridges
We crawl on barren roads
Desperate for clear ether
Enamoured of white flow
Searching but no preaching
Hunting but no grunting
Flaunting our bellies
With mere wild berries

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