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Bleeding Eyes (Too Much Of Everything)
Walking as part of a destruction plan
Seeing how we use the trash can
Is it to use, or is it too basic to think of
And while the visuals are pinned on my retinas
It comes with rustling
Because this isn't to what I was geared to
But although we start to think about it more often
It's somehow to when the prices are up
Reaching their top coming within a gas pipe
And surely I don't want to await in fear all the time
So I just be a part for most of the time
Trying to profit on the translation
In handwritten ink on this breathless piece
Till earth can't give us no more, and it becomes a matter of time
And without a direct answer to how and when
We switch off and enjoy our dinner
As we can't do anything out of the norm
Because we can't stop wondering how we are perceived
By the people closely around us
While they could be on the same page with bleeding eyes
Watching how the waste and greed continues
As we can't see it's another prejudice playing parts
© 2005 J. Baak
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