Your voice soft as a down feather Making polyphonic proses The wind blows all your words together A story of white roses And I reach towards a clever face I scowl and squint my eyes This ain't no real face A liberal illusion Bring some feathers for me now Cause I am falling Guilt strikes back Take me where the light is now My words are weapons...Learn More

Being happy is a satisfaction Being sick is the worst thing that can happen Making a statement is being different But if you're different that would mean you're not a part Working is living for a future The future's something sweet and nice colored But if you could find the way the soothsayers tell You feel that everything is meant to be Oh Lord,...Learn More