Where the Busses Go
pressure every mother
time will shout your glory
clutching pearls of peace
listen to the bands play
symphonies of sorrow
walk upon the water
let's go hand in hand
Pericles has fallen
winds have brought the change
particles of pain
somewhere joyous soldiers
screaming through the veil
stumps begin to crumble
lean into the plow
colors fade to darkness
sieze the view from jungfrau
paupers in the streets
have left their dreams behind
awake from sleep forboden
echoes laughter silence
cling to love arising
prayer the only answer
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