terça-feira, 5 de janeiro de 2010

Poor (He)art Of Mine


Hurted heart of mine
Gold mine of dust, shine
bride for life, arise
Don't drown, become art

Do harm to others to make me fine
Push out from me what's hard to find
To make, to create, to manipulate
Let the tears fall and open my mind

Let it fly, be kind
Poor hart of mine

Be obsessed about what you live for, hart
Don't be lazy, messy
passive agressive

Untie the bond of the traditional life
Made by the haters, mockers, jokers and pretenders

The fear was put down
Poor art of mine