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Colors of Musid
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So in this fixture of the morning beyond
did he suffer do you suffer are you happy
what is it to be on
and is it just the time of words your on
In a functioning manage to met ya
I can see the honor within ya
it is a safety a valve to be free
as the wind cries to the other cut deeper within
If you understand the manner and the mark of the tribes
you see you are the next great poet to take us into some light
something other than this dark this grave of image fees
and the late debate to the bills we hate but always need
Now in this delighted circus
we are the fans you are the feature we are the we
together in the product of understanding
the terror and the joy of breathing
In a functioning manage to met ya
I can see the honor within ya
it is a safety a valve to be free
as the wind cries to the other cut deeper within
Maybe you don't want to see us
going boldly off to war
are they collecting coffins are they keeping score
cause every one is sick of this sick state of war
In a functioning manage to met ya
I can see the honor within ya
it is a safety a valve to be free
as the wind cries to the other cut deeper within
did he suffer do you suffer are you happy
what is it to be on
and is it just the time of words your on
In a functioning manage to met ya
I can see the honor within ya
it is a safety a valve to be free
as the wind cries to the other cut deeper within
If you understand the manner and the mark of the tribes
you see you are the next great poet to take us into some light
something other than this dark this grave of image fees
and the late debate to the bills we hate but always need
Now in this delighted circus
we are the fans you are the feature we are the we
together in the product of understanding
the terror and the joy of breathing
In a functioning manage to met ya
I can see the honor within ya
it is a safety a valve to be free
as the wind cries to the other cut deeper within
Maybe you don't want to see us
going boldly off to war
are they collecting coffins are they keeping score
cause every one is sick of this sick state of war
In a functioning manage to met ya
I can see the honor within ya
it is a safety a valve to be free
as the wind cries to the other cut deeper within
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as the dancing on the inside of self
is a little less than what I'd like
for the world is out there waiting and the dancer's need their prize
I speak for the outside
as a force that is looking in
as the voice of the poet is the challenge
that the chosen ones barely control to live
If the sound of the here we abandon
is making us higher than the highest clouds
looking in the fields of forever
the dark earth land smiling up at you now
It is wonderful to remember
that still alive you still be
all your calls to be released
are the cries of the numbers that you see
I speak for the outside
as a force that is looking in
as the voice of the poet is the challenge
that the chosen ones barely control to live
You look to me to be dancing
like the fire in the middle of the storm
and every mind in this time of adventure
is watching to see the band make shore
I speak for the outside
as a force that is looking in
as the voice of the poet is the challenge
that the chosen ones barely control to live
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and take a moment and the time and just breathe
as we are given to fly away
as the clay in the black night is forming me
We shall sit in our own bubbles waiting
for the expectations of the feelings
and the moment of the house that stand when
the rain and wind of terror try to blow this strong house in
We love to travel forward
and in this after days of fate
we will shelter our here forever after
as the tunnels in our mind say we're in grace
Most of our lands's seen it's first cutting
but as a place in the world what is it called
when the towers of all of our existence
labels our own rage in the taking of all
We shall sit in our own bubbles waiting
for the expections of the feelings
and the moment of the house that stand when
the rain and wind of terror try to blow this strong house in
Light and rays on the clear cut fields
where only the ants and bunnies grow
it is the cut that is too deep
it is a strain to all the earth evolved
We shall sit in our own bubbles waiting
for the expections of the feelings
and the moment of the house that stand when
the rain and wind of terror try to blow this strong house in
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that is the product of the life and the knife
of the accumulated stuff of the mind form
that is the essence of music made right
It is a product delivered
a way to run from the mind storm
seeking a way to stand in the middle
and take on the problems and the rumors of wars
Is it any way to stand here
looking to the great problems of our day
for we can only understand this moment
if we learn of the past of which it was made
Near my secret run to water
I live in the bliss of a found mind
as the introduction to herbal sensations
was slow but I insist found in time
It is a product delivered
a way to run from the mind storm
seeking a way to stand in the middle
and take on the problems and the rumors of wars
We can not regret the lost things
may it be sense or innocence
the cut of the rope that binds your image
to the human cut and air brushed clans
It is a product delivered
a way to run from the mind storm
seeking a way to stand in the middle
and take on the problems and the rumors of wars
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and in this progress we shall certainly see
that the fortune of the mission and the nuance
is the fiction formed and a life time to dream
Look at this fixture near and hated
life about the hands and fists of time
in a liberation calmly stated
and the fixture of the reason that flies
We look over to the called ones
and the skill they have shown in life
and taken down on the mighty ground
is a revolution and a reason why
We speak in these silent chambers
connected by a slender line
that fashions the here and the we can swear
we are living to be all the more inclined
Look at this fixture near and hated
life about the hands and fists of time
in a liberation calmly stated
and the fixture of the reason that flies
My voice it is in these strokes stronger than iron
we look into each one's heart and mind
lift the signal and the tired ones
who were that day sheltered now entering the light
Look at this fixture near and hated
life about the hands and fists of time
in a liberation calmly stated
and the fixture of the reason that flies
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on the feel of the vision and the moving dream
that takes the minutes of the calls of hours
being in the vision of the various livings
Stand to be caught and growing outward
in the future of the reflection so divine
leaning to the cool paths of shores laid
in the nation of our wrong and right
Cut the cries of lost emotion
we have won we shall hit the skies
naked in this dream dark haven
after big bad boys are sent to the corner to cry
Because these people are the moving ocean
and as the tide recedes we shall be looking
at just another pale desert
they are crab who slip into the sand
Stand to be caught and growing outward
in the future of the reflection so divine
leaning to the cool paths of shores laid
in the nation of our wrong and right
Function and be worth each someone
and take your own world by the horns
in a nation of small shop keepers
we know who we praise and to who we owe
Stand to be caught and growing outward
in the future of the reflection so divine
leaning to the cool paths of shores laid
in the nation of our wrong and right
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take a moment to think on this
time still rolls and you rock on
taking all of your tribe with you
So what is the next set of the loves
for a band to the people this court they set up
we talk on this pure state of mind touch life
and feel the power of angels in our sounds
As you stand to create the show
the past is a portion and you are living known
this hand in each movement and the common law
over the filtered escape of a lost moment's road
In this selfish moment
in the victory of the clans
who know themselves by their poets
and the cohesion of them with their bands
So what is the next set of the loves
for a band to the people this court they set up
we talk on this pure state of mind touch life
and feel the power of angels in our sounds
I would so enjoy sharing a mic stand
we are the force and power of our art
and we understand the show's the show
our lives are ours and the choice is ours
So what is the next set of the loves
for a band to the people this court they set up
we talk on this pure state of mind touch life
and feel the power of angels in our sounds
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Time revolves and the challenges change
the same is not as it was yesterday
not in the habit of taking a fall
we riot at the world to even the score
So we are not the particular
We suffer and we suffer with the brave
We hold a flag as what it means
Is greater than the fools of today
We shall see past to the long ago days past
as a man in the desert fought with the tribes at last
and in the moment of needs most motion
they came to take what had taken so much away
The violence is not to be receeding
but the enemy is not less true
it is harder to see that the prize we hold
was given to these friends in the first one's tune
So we are not the particular
We suffer and we suffer with the brave
We hold a flag as what it means
Is greater than the fools of today
What was it that they were promised
it is what we would like as the same
a fair way to cast a vote
security in my part of larger plans
So we are not the particular
We suffer and we suffer with the brave
We hold a flag as what it means
Is greater than the fools of today
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Thanks so much for sharing these, I am always in awe of those that can put their feelings and emotions into written words for all of us to partake of.
From the poetry that I have read on here we are all truly blessed by your daily posting. Some have touched my heart and other pulled at emotions that range from happy to the deepest saddness.
Colors of Musid....I have sat and read yours at least five times and they are all incredible. Again, thanks.
i really enjoyed this particular line. great post.