Cycles

FunkeR

Have you come here before
to rub it in the sands
the dirt of a thousand years
to each of your fellow man

All this inner struggle
All this inner hate
perspires up to the skies
and will fall down to the lakes
Everything bad that happens
comes around again

Have you done your job
the one that requires trust
the hands in a huddle
the group of men who cooperate

Have you taken the road
that leads you to the stars
the one that everyone craves
but the one that only few can take

all these years later
You've made it to their skies
you fill their darkest nights
but you're not up in mine
and another will take your place
someday another will fill your spot
cause thats what happens
when you become the burning desire you dream of
it all comes around

All this inner struggle
All this inner hate
perspires up to the skies
and will fall down to the lakes
Everything bad that happens
comes around again
it comes around again....

pearl_bug

all these years later
You've made it to their skies
you fill their darkest nights
but you're not up in mine
and another will take your place
someday another will fill your spot
cause thats what happens
when you become the burning desire you dream of
it all comes around

This is pretty cool.

anOmis

*BOWS*