Πέμπτη, 14 Μαΐου 2009

Splinters

Self sent a twister
a tearin' after me
gonna bust my house to splinters yes
an' take all that's dear to me


My old home . Well, I haad an average childhood - I was a happy child ,but not in happy suroundings. I did read tons of books and I played a lot. I was never particuallary carefree . And I never liked that house, never really connected with it. But somewhat seeing my comic book collection on the ground badly torn makes me angry.


an' yes i fell upon that rock
i did not die jus' badly broken
an' in time my healin' came yeah
by the words that he had spoken

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