Dirt

March 8, 08

Speed up time, for the flower
Let it bloom, and not wane
Speed up time, for the flower
Let it flourish, and not fade
As it marks her grave

Innocence can never last, anymore
Wanting to leave-The destruction
Behind.

And even the thunder cannot mask
The sirens blaring in the night
All the time.

Don’t give up now, time what we need
Don’t believe hope is gone
In life.

I know the truth, don’t think I don’t
To have one, there must be both
Death and Beauty

Speed up time, for the flower
Let it bloom, and not wane
Speed up time, for the flower
Let it flourish, and not fade
As it marks her grave

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Unfortunately, Time is out.
And we cannot pick up grains of sand
When they have fallen
Wasted that time, and the flower burned
In acid rain,
Unfortunately.