Slowly mending old wounds.
Is a burden to the sunken child
I lifted and carried.
Lifted and carried off to the stone hearts of the angry son, who now stands before you.
Angry son who has done his swallowing, 21 years worth of bitten pills.
Bitten pills he's collected like the falling pieces of broken ground which he now moves on.
My ground so unsettled, the feet are ... sunken arrow.
Still he moves on, pay no attention to...(?)
There's not the stolen land, there's not the stolen land that makes me angry.
It's the smile that I stole.
How could you look upon the sky and say that you own the sky?
How could you stand upon land and say that you own the land?

We say(?)... stolen smile

All these effortless moments we've spent, are waiting our moments in gravity.
...from a heavenly(?) new ingredient.
But still I move on.
This is not my land
This is not mine
This is not mine

Effortlessly angels sigh.
And I stand and I am not moving.
And I stand right here and I am not moving.
Look me in they eye when you say that father, look me in the eye when you say that.
How could you look upon a midnight sky and say the you own the midnight sky?
... beutiful...
And I can look upon the shadow...(?)
Look at you father, collecting your prizes.
Your objects of your desire(?)
Look at you father, neglect our mother, remember every word you said father.

the...house that's burned to the ground.
In the name of your dollar bill father
I remember every word you said father.
Where is our mother father.
Standing silently, trembling.
I remember every word you said father, I remember every word you said
As I stand now I am the Angry Son, ... angry son father.
I remember every word you said father, every word.

Every word you said father, they go through my head.
... mother
Your many names father, your many names.
Sexism, racism, ephisism(?).
Your many names father that we know you by.
Mother stands trembled(?), mother stands lying on the ground bleeding.
Where are you father?
But I am here father, I am the angry son.

How could you stand here father
How could you stand here father
THIS IS THE MOMENT...

I am the angry son.
I am the angry son.
I am the angry son.
I am the angry son.

How could you say, it’s nothing
I am the angry son,
I am the angry son.

How can you say that it’s nothing
How can you say that it’s nothing
I am the angry son,
I am the angry son.

How can you say that it’s nothing
How can you say that it’s nothing
I am the angry son,
I am the angry son.

How can you say, it’s nothing father
How can you say, it’s nothing father,
How can you say, it’s nothing father,
I am the angry son.

(Edited)


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    General CommentThere are a few bits there that I don't agree with, here's my interpretation that I reckon is almost 100% correct (bar the missing bits).

    Slowly mending old wounds,
    As the burden of his sunken child,
    I lifted and carried it, lifted and carried of,
    To the stone heart of the angry son,
    Who now stands before you.
    An angry son who has done the swallowing,
    Of twenty one years worth of bitten pills,
    Bitten pills he has collected,
    Like the fallen pieces,
    A broken ground which he now moves on,
    My ground so unsettled,
    The feet are counting with the weight of the sunken earth,
    Still he moves on,
    Pay no attention to angels sigh,
    It is not the stone land,
    It is not the stone land that makes me,
    It is the smile that I stole.
    How can you look upon a sky and say that you want a sky,
    How can you stand upon a land and say that you own a land,
    And we say, three times .... with the stolen (or stone) .....
    And we say, three times .... with the stolen (or stone).....


    All these effortless moments that we spend,
    In these moments in gravity,
    Time well spent like angels sighing for all,
    ... .... .... ....
    And still I am logged,
    This is not why I left,
    In these moments!

    In these moments!
    In these moments!

    Effortlessly angels sigh,
    And I stand and I do not believe,
    And I stand and I do not believe.
    Look me in the eye when you say that father,
    Look me in the eye when you say that father.
    How can you look upon a midnight sky and say that you own a midnight sky,
    ...................................
    ............things that you think you own.
    And I can look upon a shadow,
    .............................
    Look at you father collecting your prizes,
    Your objects of desire
    Look at you father neglect our mother,
    Look at you father I remember everything that you said. Father.
    In the name of your dollar bill,
    In the name of your new house, that’s burned to the ground
    In the name of your dollar bill father, I remember everything that you said.
    Where is our mother, father.
    Standing silently trembling.
    I remember every word that you said father, I remember every word that you said.
    As I stand now I am the angry Son, father.
    Embracing an angry son, father.
    And I will remember every word that you said, father.
    Every word.
    I will remember every word that you said father,
    They go through my head.
    Our danged mother.
    And your many names father, and your many names.
    Sexism, racism, ethicism.
    And your many names father that we know you by,
    Mother stands trampled, mother stands lying on the ground bleeding.
    Where are you father?

    But I am here father, I am the angry son.
    How could you stand here father?
    How could you stand here father?!

    This is the moment!
    This is the moment!

    I am the angry son,
    I am the angry son,
    I am the angry son,
    I am the angry son.

    How could you say, it’s nothing,
    I am the angry son,
    I am the angry son.

    How can you say that it’s nothing,
    How can you say that it’s nothing,
    I am the angry son,
    I am the angry son.

    How can you say that it’s nothing,
    How can you say that it’s nothing,
    I am the angry son,
    I am the angry son.

    How can you say, it’s nothing father
    How can you say, it’s nothing father,
    How can you say, it’s nothing father,
    I am the angry son.
    Tweezon November 04, 2007   Link

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