Post by Pauk on Nov 13, 2005 17:42:49 GMT -5
Suppose I’m sure
That’s the dawn of seventh shining
That’s the rise of final sun
Not a grass straw in a meadow
Not a game that is begun
That’s the plain of burning sand
That’s your flesh and that’s your blood
Don’t forget to check the brand
Don’t forget to mark the flood
Not a dawn above the meadow
Not a door, glass is shapely
Don’t forget to be so grateful
Shoot each second in the row
That’s the night of perfect darkness
That’s the night with/without stars
Don’t forget to make the price check
Don’t forget the wire’s barbed
That’s the dawn of seventh shining
That’s the rise of final sun
Not a grass straw in a meadow
Not a game that is begun
That’s the plain of burning sand
That’s your flesh and that’s your blood
Don’t forget to check the brand
Don’t forget to mark the flood
Not a dawn above the meadow
Not a door, glass is shapely
Don’t forget to be so grateful
Shoot each second in the row
That’s the night of perfect darkness
That’s the night with/without stars
Don’t forget to make the price check
Don’t forget the wire’s barbed