A northern chorus
And so it was planned that morning. An armed attack, units forging. "Cannons, fire at will and halt escape. We'll help them if we can, prisoners of circumstance." A few arrived - weak, torn,...
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Here the call, look out on the road beyond, Through glass and blood that runs along the rusted can that's home. Ploughing through the cities dust and stench that's new Local traffic stalled a while,...
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I want to know who's in charge of this show? Whose plans are these? Truth be told, they make me feel right at home. On our way out, we're on our way out. We're walking in circles. We have no compass....
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All I wanted was this day relived, for it's led me astray and I'm so tired of roaming around in this dream, as that fire burns away. And still she is sleeping she's holding this dream in her arms; and...
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Clap hands for stained ideas, There's many a carpenter turning wheels, Turning the wheels. But will they carve out anything real? Will I carve out a stained idea? Oh look at the crowd, they're...
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The poems strewn across the floor; they're out of tune with every chord. And one reads 'lay down inside this open heart.' And where's this heart of which it speaks? It must be soaring skies revealed....
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Embark with plight destination. With true words that honour the piece, and plan out your rests and peaks. To start, blank page annoyance. Depart of the obvious clues. The mindset has misconstrued...
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These few weeks of rowing around these lakes Have moved faster than the breaks in between the smoke and the recoil routines But the harvest is on the minds of Lone farmers and the millions too many...
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You've been talkin' in tongues for years now haven't ya. Encoding the view into your body of work. The story goes - that somewhere across the prairie spine you severed all ties to the crime, and drove...
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