Wednesday, March 24, 2010

P in DC

I need a sign to let me know you're here

All of these lines are being crossed over the atmosphere

I need to know that things are gonna look up

'Cause I feel us drowning in a sea spilled from a cup


When there is no place safe and no safe place to put my head

When you feel the world shake from the words that are said


And I'm calling all angels

I'm calling all you angels


I won't give up

If you don’t give up


I need a sign to let me know you're here

'Cause my TV set just keeps it all from being clear

I want a reason for the way things have to be

I need a hand to help build up some kind of hope inside of me


I won't give up

If you don’t give up


When children have to play inside so they don't disappear

And private eyes solve marriage lies cause we don't talk for years

And football teams are kissing Queens

And losing sight of having dreams

In a world that what we want is only what we want until it's ours


I won't give up

If you don’t give up


Calling all you angels


(by Train -again!)

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My photo
...the feelings in her heART, erstwhile experienced on Planet Earth!
Here, the images and choice of words are an introspective conversation, full of parallel significance and without compromises.