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Sunday, September 2, 2012

WORDS

words that jason felt like writing at the time :D

...fold your eyes down todards the skys, and watch the clouds fly away
wondering if the young man said " 'ver under the old bridge"
catching cold, but never resting, for sleep just makes you sicker.
...but still, the time is young so shout at nothing and pass the time by wasting away.
no, for the trees are still speaking, so we shall not just sit.
ALTHOUGH, the grass is screaming, and the wind is beating, we shall not go forth.

there may be trouble, we cannot rest, nor go forth. where shall we go from here?
run your hands down, to the path and fly towards the north.
but be sure, dont you tell the moon, but make sure the sun knows where you have come from.
listen as the water rises around you, cant you see it talking?
smell the light and watch in wonder, the perfume wasting.

but still we run, or rather fly.
we dont 'run' at all anymore, but yes, i suppose we do fly from time to time.
now we've reached southof west and we're still not even close to what we've come for.
sense the people, all around and wonder which is wrong.

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