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My Body So Thin So Tired Beaten For Years Ploughshare To Bomb So Hard Bone Bomb Bone Bomb Bone Bomb My Town So Dusty So Dry Buildings Pushed Over Lives Heaped Together Young Girls Dreaming Of Beautiful Deaths Popstar Pictures Above Their Beds Above Their Heads Troops Everything Stolen Except My Bones Now I Am Only Bone I Waited For Peace And Here Is My Peace Here In This Still Last Moment Of My Life

The sound is on the visions move The image dance starts once again They shuffle with a bovine grace and glide in syncopation Just living lines from books we've read With atmospheres of days gone by With paper smiles The screenplay calls a message for the nation Chorus: And those who sneer will fade and die And those who laugh will surely fall And those who know will always feel their backs against the thin wall The thin wall Thin wall Grey men who speak of victory Shed light upon their stolen life They drive by night and act as if they're moved by unheard music To step in time and play the part With velvet voices smooth and cold Their power games a game no more And long the chance to use it (Chorus) And those who dance will spin and turn And those who wait will wait no more And those talk will hear the word And those who sneer will fade and die And those who laugh will surely fall And those who know will always feel their backs against the thin

by Franz Kafka Many complain that the words of the wise are always merely parables and of no use in daily life, which is the only life we have. When the sage says: "Go over," he does not mean that we should cross over to some actual place, which we could do anyhow if the labor were worth it; he means some fabulous yonder, something unknown to us, something too that he cannot designate more precisely, and therefore cannot help us here in the very least. All these parables really set out to say merely that the incomprehensible is incomprehensible, and we know that already. But the cares we have to struggle with every day: that is a different matter. Concerning this a man once said: Why such reluctance? If you only followed the parables you yourselves would become parables and with that rid yourself of all your daily cares. Another said: I bet that is also a parable. The first said: You have won. The second said: But unfortunately only in parable. The first said: No,

A black eyed dog he called at my door The black eyed dog he called for more A black eyed dog he knew my name A black eyed dog he knew my name A black eyed dog A black eyed dog. I'm growing old and I wanna go home I'm growing old and I don't wanna know I'm growing old and I wanna go home. A black eyed dog he called at my door A black eyed dog he called for more.

T. S. Eliot Mistah Kurtz—he dead. A penny for the Old Guy I We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men Leaning together Headpiece filled with straw. Alas! Our dried voices, when We whisper together Are quiet and meaningless As wind in dry grass Or rats’ feet over broken glass In our dry cellar Shape without form, shade without colour, Paralysed force, gesture without motion; Those who have crossed With direct eyes, to death’s other Kingdom Remember us—if at all—not as lost Violent souls, but only As the hollow men The stuffed men. II Eyes I dare not meet in dreams In death’s dream kingdom These do not appear: There, the eyes are Sunlight on a broken column There, is a tree swinging And voices are In the wind’s singing More distant and more solemn Than a fading star. Let me be no nearer In death’s dream kingdom Let me also wear Such deliberate disguises Rat’s coat, crowskin, crossed staves In a field Behaving as the wind behaves No nearer— Not that final meeting In t

some can shine some can fly some are glorious some are ancient some are wise some are strong some are everything you could dream of some are clouds some are rain float like angels wings on an ocean some can sing songs of gods words so beautiful they fall like raindrops but none are like me all i know is you're not with me like me some will cry cry for you take your pain away while you're sleeping some will die in your name give their soul to you for safe keeping but none are like me all i know is you're not with me like me