...but i think it is complete and total ****. and i dont feel like
I actually wrote it. I woke up in a sub-conscious state this morning and jotted it down on a piece of paper. it's about California...so if you're from there, dont get mad at me...get mad at my subconcious
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California Burning
We walk across this smoking land
On spider webs across the desert,
Our backs to the ashen hills.
And as our timberlands concede,
The dry falls back to dust.
The hellfires burn away
Our sin, our greed,
The poison from our knives.
Dripping away,
Smoke in the sky,
To settle, sometime,
Someplace else.
But should we receive the fame
From the fire starters' game?
If only to make known our plight,
Yet highlight our insanity.
Now as the ashes fall in place
Again we return,
And build it all up
To watch it fall
In a future autumn's rage.
But there are none anywhere near where i live.... at least that i know of....
