Change and Fade

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This shell is made of physical matter,

This brain and its idle chatter,

This heart and its tireless beating,

This moment is only fleeting.

Our lives will turn to dust,

Our possesions will just become rust,

Our feelings will change and fade,

Our future is yet to be made.

They say of course we are free,

They tell us we can achieve,

They want to control our sounds,

They'll destroy everything that surrounds.

We know where we want to be,

We know we aren't truly free,

We know how to break their bonds,

We know how to sing our songs.

I feel that a seed has been planted,

I know that my life's just started,

I say exactly what I mean,

I know that this, is no dream.

Your words have cured my pain,

Your thoughts are on my brain,

Your joy has shed this disguise,

Your tears fill these tired eyes.

Copyright Noel Roche 1/12/04

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