The Going

I've got my shades on now...I'm going
This desert horizon has convinced me to...to leave it all behind

I'll stare at the sun for this brief moment...my final moment as the person you've known
me to be

No,you won't see me again...this ain't my scene man...i've gotta meet Gods and Reasons,
Questions with Answers

I will cloak my past and present under all black attire,maybe shake the moon

Wherever I'm going...I'm going

Just Isn't my scene anymore

Temple children ear to words of peaceful teachers sit in monk-like patience turning their
heads as I the lost noble slowly drift through Eden

They can all see through my soul,see through my being...I'm home there

Wherever I'm going...I'm going

Just Isn't my scene anymore
-Kalonji
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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April 21, 2009 at 11:33 AM
good moto so many problems would just be solved if folks weren't afraid of the "going" Light & Love
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