Posted by Lock up the Farm (redone)
Money for charms, money for lust, money for hope, love aint enough, you took your blessing and threw it out the door. One takes a hand and returns it with nothing, power is taking from those who were something, Took it for freedom, an illusion bought and dropped to the floor
Sweet blessed time
You brought me to my knees
Hide and seek in shadows.
Rocks at swallows in the trees
Life flows past through steep pits and hollow groves
wind blows past in weak fits and power blows
one step climbs the ladder, one step toward the door
sweet blessed time
You brought me to my knees
hide and seek in shadows.
rocks at swallows in the trees
<barnabas collins>
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