The Value Of Thought
By Danw
Can I be the hero just today? Feel my wrath, as I turn to stone Would you care to hear what is said By the people who once were dead Just today, can I be All that I am, all that I need All that I see, Oh can I be? Why be sorry, when you did nothing wrong Why worry, about writing a stupid song, for me Would you mind to tell me why? When the sun shines on you, the rain seems to drown me out Whispering quietly dying out the screams of those who care About whets thrown away, maybe it’s best that way Maybe that’s the best way, Maybe that’s the best way, Maybe it’s the best way Pitying the poor, it’s for the best Worship those with more, It’s the only way Praying to the dead, Perhaps it’s best that way Your wasting away, opportunity Apologies, the value of the fly Lies in shit and then it dies Written August 13th, 2001 © on Feb 26 2002 03:47 AM PST 10 • 0 • 1
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"Can I be the hero just today?..."