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Sometimes joy is a little constrained... but it's still there.
AGAINST ME! - "Joy"
All's quiet, except for this song.
So maybe while I'm not together I can feel like I'm not alone.
And somewhere off in the distance, rapidly advancing, is an onslaught of sorts.
Young sirens wail in a skewed sense of glory.
And the lions in the cages roar at the memory of fight.
And there's a joy, a joy in all I can see.
A joy, in every possibility.
And all around us is a great, great failing.
American rockets red-glare in a most
disgusting triumph.
And in passing I am asked "Do you believe in a God?",
I shrug off the answer, continue to get high
in this terror of no explanation.
I am looking for a faith.
My panic is an only reason.
There's a joy, a joy in all I can see.
A joy, in every possibility.
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Joy (329/366)
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