Thursday, March 15, 2007

bang n chang'in hater players

Bathe me in cold darkness,,,where people can’t see me,
and give me brighter visions like the lights on bright TV’s.
And give me brave new mornings; where they will not know my name...
Where they won’t know all my stories, and they won’t think me a game.
They won’t take hold of my sounds when I romance them out loud
–to spread my inner being and to entertain a crowd.
They will sit and swing and live within the conscious of themselves,
instead of breaking in; an anarchan,, .to leave me seeds of someone else ,,,

And these people I so dearly speak of,
God, bless me fortune–– for once sharing their love
They’ll see just me, and not just themself

And the diamond in them, I’ll see for my own health.