This Corner
By mlamont
From this cornerTwo walls closing inFrom this cornerEveryone can sinGods wicked gazeGods wicked gaze falls down upon usas we run through this silly mazeHe can see four cornersBut four is not enoughWe look to the HeavensWith hope and sorrowBut we don't even knowIf we'll be here tomorrowWith wicked gamesand heavy rainsThe world is not enoughWe watch it all fade awayWe can't do a thing about itSo many things we'd like to say So many voicesWhy are we angryWhy are we that this wayGods hand is coming downTo sweep you awayIt all comes down to somethingPiece together-these troubled timesHopefully one daywe will find thatEverything is changingBut it all comes down to the sameWith wicked games and heavy rains The world is not enoughIt all comes down to something. Written October 29th, 2001 © on Oct 29 2001 11:19 AM PST 20 • 0 • 13
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"From this cornerTwo walls closing inFrom this cornerEveryone can sinGods wicked gazeGods wicked gaze falls down upon usas we run through this silly mazeHe can see four cornersBut four is not enoughWe look to the HeavensWith hope and sorrowBut we don't even knowIf we'll be here tomorrowWith wicked gamesand heavy rainsThe world is not enoughWe watch it all fade awayWe can't do a thing about itSo many things we'd like to say So many voicesWhy are we angryWhy are we that this wayGods hand is coming downTo sweep you awayIt all comes down to somethingPiece together-these troubled timesHopefully one daywe will find thatEverything is changingBut it all comes down to the sameWith wicked games and heavy rains The world is not enoughIt all comes down to something...."