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Standing in the crowd,
listening to the band,
this is youth, this is life,
this is wonderland.

Sliding down the rabbit hole,
riding crystal trails,
wondering where we’ll end up,
and whether we will fail.

Falling into Wonderland,
searching for the Queen of Hearts,
wondering if this is life,
or just another false start.

The crystal cracks,
we all go splat,
the world so gigantic,
now seems small.

So take a hit
from the hookah pipe,
and rest beneath a mushroom sky,
and watch your life become a lie.

Falling into Wonderland,
searching for the Queen of Hearts,
wondering if this is life,
or just another false start.

The smoke clears, we prick our ears,
we wait and watch and learn,
this life’s a dream, or so it seems,
a lesson we never learn.

The white rabbit runs,
our end’s begun,
the world returns again.

Falling into Wonderland,
searching for the Queen of Hearts,
wondering if this is life,
or just another false start.

The crowd is gone.
The band is done.
We stand still,
while the rabbit runs.

We never found the Queen of Hearts,
just a lot of bitter tarts,
and youth is gone, spent and torn,
and from the ruins a man is born.

Falling into Wonderland,
searching for the Queen of Hearts,
wondering if this is life,
or just another false start.
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The sun does not shine past the trees.
The ground is dark, the domain of night.
And we stand in that darkness, looking up,
hungry for a glimpse of light.
Light that never comes, until the wind blows.
Branches sway and bend, and the long night gives way
to an oh too brief dawn.
Then the wind moves on, the branches grow still.
Endless night returns and we return to our vigil,
waiting for a glimpse of light.

The Rocks

Jan. 7th, 2017 12:24 am
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The rocks are out there,
lurking in the dark and fog,
waiting to break us.

We try to miss them,
but the rocks are too clever.
They move to meet us.

We break against them,
tearing holes in our true selves.
Cursing our poor luck.

But it is not luck.
It is those malicious stones.
Lying in still wait.

The rocks are out there,
lurking in the dark and fog.
Don't let them fool you.

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