This injustice renders my thoughts ineffectual. Forgive me, Lover, and forget my sullen face. Privilege brings us to this place of human currencies. (We) buried our sisters in a glass display, only to evaporate to a toxic skyline - underneath we sell off the bodies.

My body became a graveyard where they buried thirsty souls. Show me your righteous leader; I'll show you the bullet holes. The preacher[i] with the parched tongue and the "God" that he controls: "Shake off the sin! Shake off the sin!" And spit out your cacophony of lies.

I'll climb through your screen and bleed out the image you left in me.[ii]

But God, are you man? Then how do you see me? From where you sit up in heaven[iii],  looking down on my hell. My body chokes back.
"I have nothing to draw with and the well is deep - where can I get living water?"[iv]

Enslaved in the "Land of the Free"[v]  - my prison is our wedding bed where you left me for dead. You'll leave us for dead. Apathy was our anchor to a digital sea[vi] where you drown in the comfort of our complicity.

Can Love save me? Will Your wrath avenge us?[vii]

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i. Our sister’s captor; Several famous pastor types – names omitted for legal reasons
ii. Sex slaves forced into pornography, speaking back to our collective male gaze.
iii. Psalm 115:3; 139:8
iv. John 4:11
v. America
vi. Thrice, 2007
vii. Deuteronomy 32:35

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HARD TIMES FOR DREAMERS
My mind is on overload. I need to get these thoughts out of my head before they're
poison in my veins is spread. But when the road is covered by the ashes of this dying world 
it’s really hard to see if this is Karma.

Trust me when I say, like quicksand it will grab your legs, you will never be the same again, 
memories with constant stains. 
(With constant stains)

These are hard Times for us dreamers. As we set sail to blossom we might get lost in time,
until the Tide Takes us back, until the Tide Takes us back.
I feel the Earth beneath my feet and the calm voice of the wind one day we'll witness new
horizons, it’s not just you and me.

I feel the Earth beneath my feet and the calm voice of the wind one day we'll witness new
horizons it’s not just you and me. Yeah face to face we stand against the rain against the end of 
these days and watch these landscapes shake.

These are hard Times for us dreamers. As we set sail to blossom we might get lost in time,
until the Tide Takes us back, until the Tide Takes us back.

To you lost souls out there. Stick to your truth. If there is one thing that matters at all, it’s that 
your heart is full, your heart is full, stick to your truth.


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