He who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead; his eyes are closed.
--Albert Einstein --

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Out of Affliction

I'm going home again
they say you always can
I'm gonna raise my head
and find the power in this song

I like this dust in the sun
flickering like stars and spit
I'm ashamed of how I hate
all the music you played for me

I need not to care
whether you still dance
or hurt from the solicitude
I fed the world when I sang

I'll make the choice
to live and sing again
before my sentence comes
so control is in this hand

And whether life or death
the melody is mine
stumbling back to the front
my heart will beat the drum
July 5, 2009

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