grayness

... and trust me, my victory cry is very surprising.

It wasn't quite the same
Not even when it was
I'd ask you why the games
And you'd say just because
Back in the day, I'd say, the nights were a lot of fun
But from the very start, the end had just begun

Must stick up for yourself
'Cause else nobody will
But I stuck up for you
(sometimes I do that still)
Back...
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I'm not on the side of the angels
But I've kept the devils at bay
Yet right now this city is falling:
This story ends only one way.

At the end of all order, at the start of the night,
Dig in your heels- and hold fast for the fight
For the best of intentions from the wisest of men
Will not bring the fallen...
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The bright, sharp words of clearest fact
Are not the thing that will distract
Me from my purpose- nor you from yours
(They're neither true nor right, of course)
And if you should hear their siren song
And turn and dance, it won't be long
That I will wait on this still sea:
Another wind shall blow, for me.

Happy whatever you celebrate, everyone. Glad you're around.

This day, this hour, this point in time
Are like the frost and will sublime
And leave perhaps no residue
To separate the false from true-
Academics of years far hence
Will use us without recompense
To suit their theories as they may
(Once we no longer have a say!)
And so passed on, with our lives spent
Who speaks for us, the dead percent?

Some days they keep you running late
Boss says hurry, you have to wait
On plans he didn't rightly lay
And you're the one who has to pay
The price in time and sweat and toil
And smile while you are at the boil...
Some day I'll speak the truth only- next thing you know I'll get canned
So I'll go sailing off the edge...
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