as the numbers slip by i seem to say, " don't leave just like that take my tears away." i feel to cry and morning breaks the broken pieces of sandy shakes. i feel the difference when tide rises i gather the info with nil surprises. nothing to know extra more, just then the old stuff, memorise like before. the beginnings gone, the here's to stay. but when the will is fianlly done, the hurt will all begin to fray. it'll be shreads by a thousand years, the earth might be gone with all it's fears. gone it will take away my tears, and brought to love will be my dears. the panic will flee, the song flies free. the poem of the people's freedom, lies in the hands of unbroken kingdom. but alas only God's kingdom can last, the rest will be shattered like glass...thrown into the burning sulphur, to die the second death to suffer. no heavenly pleasures that await, as nations of broken kingdoms gait. their earthly fame runined their game, now gone from the book. they themselves the earth did took. now gone from the book...dun believe? take a look!
a chirp from a bird means nothing more than a thought
