And so we faced the wind
And they whispered into the bowls
And their words did not escape
And I am carved into their souls
And not into their clay pots and pans
And this is the mistake which lay before Them
And They are our leaders
And They ignore our cries
To stop working 9 to 5.
We have become the past. We have become what They tore apart. We are carving our names into clay bowls. We cannot escape.
And so we faced the wind...
- July 25, 2006
- Jaden
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