Listening to: Cover of Bob Dylan's
Times they are a changin by A Whisper in the Noise
Fear comes at us sideways
We hide away from man
This plan
In place
In case our weak bones break
We take and take
We twist and harden
Still you pardon
Why?
When we don't forgive
Or choose to live
The life you call us to
Instead..
We chew
And stew
In self-pity
These things don't come from
You
Come straighten our souls
Re-evaluate our goals
Heal our bones
Help them mend
We can't send
This weak flesh to battle
To the slaughter
Like the cattle
But that's the beauty..
You send us armed
Keep us from harm-
Ful times, even though
I forget my lines
Screw up my rhymes
Even in these end times
You breathe...
And I fear no more.
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