BLUE SUN ROOM FILK

MARCHINGBAND

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Saturday, May 10, 2008

I go to the arts school in my town. I'm in visual and I needed to make a background for a picture, and I thought it would be cool if it was a poem.


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Sleep tight,

and think of what you did,

don't fight,

contributions a sin,

they stopped the broadcast baby,

so turn off the radio,

don't bother picking up the telephone,

they know there's no one home.

Localize the pain inside your head,

then breath deep and let it go,

when they ask you what's the matter babe,

remember to speak slow.

All alone

Don't try,

to forget you're pain,

inside,

we all look the same,

cut the volume,

and turn the lights down low,

cuzz there's something you should know,

there's no escape from the barons tomb,

No matter how far you go.

All alone

Don't sigh,

that you don't know,

it's all right,

if you want me 2 go,

the times turn like nothing I've seen before,

and I want to learn more and more,

but from what I've seen,

and were I've been,

I'll never know what's in store,

tare the mattress to see what lies inside,

and try to cover up your spine,

it won't find you any more.

All alone

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