This is to you. This is to you who never destroys. Who
repeats. Now that the shocks is gone, only sorrow lingers
As my own to keep, or whoever it really belongs to. Oh no
you cannot stone a man. But you go round that in a
smooth, clever way. Tie that stone to a weapon an ocean
Which makes it just clean and fine.
My home. Here in the peace and quiet. My favourite show
is on, while your missile cruising away in the depths of
it's own little silence.
Maybe he finds the guy who never destroys. Or repeats
much of anything in the annoying way that might attract
Killing. Yeah. seems that if it's not the cornerstone of
then it's the foundation of a serious faith anyway.
when done by stealth, by the wrong heroes.
Elsewhere, the earth was cold underneath her, prepared to
take on what was coming. Whereas here, I was privileged
to meet the official "man out of secrets". He was
the mirror this morning. In exactly the same way as those