Monday, February 16, 2009

The Happy Villager

I was the happy villager

I saw the living tones

I drank the blood of the ocean

I threw the first stone

I tore down the sun

And set up my the cloud’s camp

I lived by the throne

With a lit lamp

I revealed my sides

And the darkened skies

The cloud’s rain drops

Heard my cries

I revealed my sides

And the darkened skies

The cloud’s rain drops

Heard my cries

I listened for the end

But the light never shined

I hid my feelings

For they had no mirrored kind

I lost my spirit

The hearts fell to the ground

My soul followed the angels

The cloud, I found

I lived in time without end

I looked down to my heart

And saw the broken alone

For alone they turned apart

I breathed the fire

To burn the pillager

But the awoken choices

Of old, for they haunted me

I am the happy villager

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