Pave
by Current· from Discography Cd
the cracks in the pavement resemble a fallen man
i walk right over him i didnt lend a hand. four
hours coming cried my frontline. i opened my
mouth and i found nothing. severance is coming
(running), looked up from height (with sight), i
never though of crying (or sighing) but i knew i
might (and i know im right) three hours coming,
theres just no more time. and now i understand
what was meant to cease and desist. to lay down
my defense. and my otders for the day were to
build a bridge and to blaze a path for everyone
that is left. we have no power to convert our
coplexion, we like to preserve