Album: SIRENA (2002)
Patience,
hasty
You`ll race off the taste of
These precious times
A scattered thing
Wont pay you no mind
Tell me,
slowly
They were the reasons
That was the war
The kind of hurt
Don`t hurt you no more
Cos its easy
You`re leaving no feeling
Just remnants of revealing
Fragments of the truth
And its allright
If its all run by crazies
There`s small consolation
There`s no medication
For all of your blues
Hungry,
thirstin`
At a table that`s bursting
A privelaged haul
Impressive things
Don`t take you no more
Loaded,
shipwrecked
A cigarette,
delicate
Like a lighted fuse
A sullen thing
A furious ruse
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