new_hope Traveller god these thick fingers jokers are less than i have now and goodness flowing outwards patting the thrust but the defeat is not in my head not here not now playing once again time will beat us time will gasp the possesion looking new never felt a thing return a telling glance i fail each time standing beside a grand overture till my death catches my empty life i need a new god standing still never gone apologizing to hands filled sweet and slow the glass is empty i'm going alone to see expectant good nor worthless but not good enough no playing today shaken to the bone you all deserve all the why's as good enough don't let me try to tell you 081102 ... (z) (i live near new hope) 081103 ... unhinged tonglen new_tonglen urban_bodhisattva 081103 ... (not z) (i live near new hope also) 081103 ... In_Bloom Some burns fierce and fast Spinning your head and sucking your breath away Some stokes slower and steady You've got to tread careful Don't miss a thing It always comes around, maybe newly wrapped but still delivering Look inside 081103 what's it to you? who go blather from