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The Sum and Substance of Our Existence
Some nights I dream that we are the only lights in the sea and we illuminate everything
and for the first time in my life I am truly happy,
and power and money aren't as important as truth and honesty.
Other nights I dream that people say what they mean
and the grass is green
and water pours out the ravine, because we're no longer thirsty with greed,
and power and money aren't as important as truth and honesty.
Then there are nights that i don't dream
because reality is scary enough for me.
I wake to see that i no longer need to dream
about the world ending
because power and money are more important than truth and honesty.
So how can I contribute to society
when I'm never given the oppurtunity
to be all that I can be
but I'll never be anything
cause they're always a steap ahead of me
so I'm always back at the beginning
I guess it's coincidental
that all of the people
try to get as much as possible
of the root of all evil.
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| I thought it might have been a song as I was reading it. It's a great poem too though! I have felt like this quite often. |
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Comment by: TaylorB - 2008-01-04 20:57
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| ah thanks, didn't even catch that spelling error, i donno, i wrote this is a song but i thought the lyrics were alright, so i went ahead and posted them anyway, it sounds better with the chords behind it though haha. |
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A few suggestions if I may?
Some nights I dream that we are the only lights in the sea. We illuminate everything
and for the first time in my life, I am truly happy.
Power and money aren't as important as truth and honesty.
Other nights I dream that people say what they mean. (Interesting twist, I like it)
The grass is green
and water pours out the ravine. Because we're no longer thirsty with greed,
and power and money aren't as important as truth and honesty.
Then there are nights that i don't dream,
because reality is scary enough for me.
I wake to see that i no longer need to dream
about the world ending,
because power and money are more important than truth and honesty.
So how can I contribute to society,
when I'm never given the oppurtunity
to be all that I can be?
But I'll never be anything,
cause they're always a STEP ahead of me.
So I'm always back at the beginning
I guess it's coincidental
that all of the people
try to get as much as possible,
of the root of all evil.
...just a few punctuation changes and a spelling error, otherwise I like it. Powerful subject matter. |
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