zaterdag 12 juli 2008

THE TRAVELLING MISTAKE

Born equal then departed from that
Hiding behind barricades
The illusion that they will protect you
Just one word
just a glance
and they’re knocked down

The tree was always there
I believe the leaves are falling down
The throne was always there
Yet the king has no crown

You see
when we have ulterior motives
we execute them in silence
then we ask to be forgiven
We ask to be forgiven

You see
just when we think we have the map
all road leads to the slums of despair
In the middle there is a lair
where the prince is left to his own devices

Too much kindness can render you defenceless
Too much love can tear you down

Love is such a great weapon
It can bring you down
Left to your own devices
while still wandering around
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