Dark Side of the Moon
Light side of the sun or Dark side of the moon
Speak to me.
It's our chance to be free.
No longer on the run.
The clock has stopped.
Our time has arrived.
Great music is what the world's deprived.
For once in our life we don't have to lie.
We're playing the Great gig in the sky.
The obligation for money has died.
Its us and them, but who gets left behind?
We're any color you like, when your color blind.
Is everything managed, when your brain damaged? or nothing at all.
The eclipse is here, time to stand tall.
And all that has come
will eventually fall.
But the sun is eclipsed by the moon.
Sadly this time it ends with no tune.
Tuesday, September 15, 2015
Copyright © Justin Rivera | Year Posted 2015
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