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I am lost for words
Not the best start
It is a beginning
Not an end

If I can find them
Then that's all I need
They seem to have gone though
They seem to have disappeared

Could you possibly know
Or want to
Or care
How my mouth feels

Full of lies and disguise
I listen to the words
As a privilege
As a preference

Tooooooooday the world stopped
In it's tank tracks
It's war machine apathy
In it's death creating policies

How can we find the words to condone?
How can we find the words to redeem?
Our blind mis-trust
We are our own rust

I don't know about you
But all I need
Is the smile of a friend
To give more than I could lend

Forgive my previous anger
For it was mis-placed
Laid out in a 5 minute disgrace
Can we find a home?

Stop wars and grow the f£$p
Little comes from bloodshed
Except fear and pain
Look at it, you're insane

I am just a man
Just a speck of dust
Hurtling through time's universe
Yet I know

That words begin wars
And can end them
In an instance
Floods appear before your eyes

Words are a disguise
Within which we can hide
They are also our closest friend
To prevent the END

I may be digressing
In all free form
But that is my choice
My beginnings, my stand

I am a human being
So are you
So are they
So are we

Do you know what I mean?
Without the sun
There is no sheen
No Light Shining Down

Just a thought
Just a thought
Stuck in my throat
Release before I choke
Release before I choke

Copyright Noel Roche 2008