The longest journey begins with an open Heart

You Are, the Word, Pissed on My Tongue

You Are, the Word, Pissed on My Tongue

“Don’t walk in front of me… I may not follow
Don’t walk behind me… I may not lead
Walk beside me… just be my friend”

― Albert Camus

You are Merely a Sketch, as Any Other

Here's the choice, you're making
Here he comes
The boy who tried to vanish
To another place
Sees us following him
All one at a time

Mary said to me “get down on your knees”
But I don't need to believe, watch your sacred heart bleed
I can't follow your creed, leave me be

There comes a time
When we heed a certain call
When the world must come together as one
There are people dying
Oh, and it's time to lend a hand to life
The greatest gift of all

Here he comes
And we're checking out
Each others supplies
And looking at the eyes of all the others
Standing in the line

It's a lockdown tonight, shut the door, snuff the light
It's one hell of a trip and I need one thing on my lips
I would kill for a sip, so leave me be:

We can't go on
Pretending day-by-day
That someone, somewhere soon make a change
We're all a part of God's great big family
And the truth, you know, love is all we need

Here he comes
The night is like a glove
And he's floating like a dove
With his deep blue eyes
In the deep blue sky

He said: "I haven't tasted anything so good since I was young
It's like an angel pissed upon my tongue"

They replied: "We are the Warltd
We are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day, so let's start giving
There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day, just you and me."

"From all of the fathomable authors, many thanksgiving goes only to Mark Hilton", Mary said.

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