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Sunday's Cold Feet
Sunday's cold feet My mind can go out for a journey It will relate to things I've seen and fill in the gaps how I would if I couldn't see As I see things I see no good and I see no bad I need not tax my mind with have or have not I prefer to struggle as I can not be seen any bit greedy and I was brought up as a hand me down last of a large 7 sibling family and always walked the edge of poverty and a class removed neatly and ugly by the system Witches won't talk of the souls who run free Joan of Arc thoroughly trashed and burnt by a church I shall never respect and the deaths of millions because someone won't except other beliefs has made our paradise a special place called hell. Stories told and answers revealed Tortured spirits wandering souls seeking spirits who journey to visit loved ones or people who made a mark deep in their soul They may be blind They may not have thought or body But they are no bird in a cage You will feel their chill silver sliver shiver through your spine The eyes to stories from the heart the ears hear all calls for help. The mind is only capable of responding just alittle more than enough to keep us surviving
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