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Trading Cloth
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Thought For Food stiff then waving cloth
in a strong wind
like peoples wills
often wavering
as i held my ground
another same dressed
in these colors
turned and said i'm the debt
My enemy does not stand with me.
And my friend does not stand against.
We are what we are, what we were till the end.
as if trading cloth
they disappeared
dandelions
fruitless wishes in the wind
we were losing ground
so they ran away
to chase the hunt
which to the beast was me
and they broke my heart
but i broke my fall
by standing my ground
as it came closer now
My enemy does not stand with me.
And my friend does not stand against.
We are what we are, what we were till the end.
start trading cloth
he stood on a podium
in my colors
with my blood on his hand
as held my head
another so dressed
in the colors
microphone said was the threat
My enemy does not stand with me.
And my friend does not stand against.
We are what we are, what we were till the end.
and when you awake from the dream
maybe you'll see true
nothing is what it seems
maybe you'll make a friend
a true friend,
but then again...
maybe..
they've already laid to rest
traded my cloth
written history
but eternity echoes my words
(...my action....)
My enemy does not stand with me.
And my friend does not stand against.
We are what we are, what we were till the end.
