Journeys of A Man

Sunday, April 22, 2007

before the after

Your pupil goes from large to small
You’re climbing too fast, prepare for a fall
In the end you’re right back where you began
Wondering over and over and over again
If doing something before the after has changed things at all

Do not bring me flowers at my death
Bring them to me while I still have breath
Tell me everything you have wanted to say
Before they lay my body down in my grave

You never can see the true ending until the end

When dust kicks up over the dawn

Last night I walked in the past while I was standing in the present and looking to the future

What shall become of us?

Adam and Eve probably would not believe what we have done

Let’s call this one a night
We’ll stumble back home and hope to feel alright
And with the morning light in plain sight
I know I’d feel better with you by my side

Before the after

I know not what is to come
Count your blessings one by one
Don’t make a mockery of things you’ve never seen
Wishing for a life that came to me in a dream
This day will repeat tomorrow and everyday following

I could say I’m sorry for all the things I’ve done to you,
But all of those apologies would never relieve the pain you’re going through

Just a little , a little more
My feet are not ready for the floor
Be
I can be
Before
Before the after

Do you hear the sound through the walls?
A wave that lifts up will surely fall
Or will it roll on and on
Until we are forever gone
No one will know your name
Damn, what a shame

Kid kicked a hole in a star

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