Gear

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Garden


The direction of the eye
so misleading
the deflection of the soul
nauseously quick

I dont question
our existence
I just question
our modern needs

I will walk...with my hounds bound
I will walk...with my face blood
I will walk...with my shadow flag
into your garden
garden of stone

After all is done
we're still alone
i wont be taken
yet I'll go

I will walk...with my hounds bound
I will walk...with my face blood
I will walk...with my shadow flag
into your garden
garden of stone

I dont show...
I dont share...
I dont need
what you have to give

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