This time both ways had the odds, stay calm, stay low. Anyway in the disaster of their lives they move slow. Thinking is worthless when they have to use the reason. No future, no mission. Growing fast, growing old. From up there everything seems small. Do not hurry, do not worry, on that side of the world there is no glory.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
LOTUS
This time both ways had the odds, stay calm, stay low. Anyway in the disaster of their lives they move slow. Thinking is worthless when they have to use the reason. No future, no mission. Growing fast, growing old. From up there everything seems small. Do not hurry, do not worry, on that side of the world there is no glory.
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