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Brooksy
ubw screen dweller
Joined: Oct 08, 2004
Location: The Wastelands
Posts: 1899
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| Posted: Tue May 17, 2005 6:20 am |
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DEAD OF NIGHT
ŠPast Present Future Music
In a quiet chapter of nowhere
A lonely shadow stands
Chokin' on a cigarette
Held by aging hands
In his mind flows memories
Of people he can't fight
Hopin' to seal his own fate
In the dead of the night
Tramps on the corner
Burn trash in white hot metal
Staring lost and hurt
Into their man made hell
Burnin' embers their lives
Drifting upward to the sky
Hopin' to save their souls
In the dead of the night
Young girl earnin' money
By sellin' her sacred temple
The job's night work
But the money plentyful
Deep down she's a check out girl
Or maybe a a lovin' wife
But dreams don't exist
In the dead of the night
And all over this world people cry
As what they hope for fades away
As they plead to which ever god they offer
Please turn this night to day
It all turns to dust
In the dead of the night
It all turns to hell
In the dead of the night |
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Brooksy
ubw screen dweller
Joined: Oct 08, 2004
Location: The Wastelands
Posts: 1899
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| Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 3:55 pm |
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BUMP?  |
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Soulfish
ubw luminary
Joined: Nov 07, 2004
Location: Brighton
Posts: 706
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| Posted: Thu May 19, 2005 4:37 pm |
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Wordsmith that you are I won't blow smoke up your arse - you know it's good. I know it's good. I really like the way it resolves getting tighter and tighter around the title as it progresses until all the nuances have been explored and the title falls into place.
....or to put it another way - it's got good words innit and they tella cool story innit!
Keep on.......(you know the rest!)  |
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