Beggar Boy

We need not snow,
Or electrical glow.
It's not a matter of weather,
Because we're together.
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Cup of Ashes here tonight
Here to talk of my damnable plight
Lost in tears, lost in flight
Without sound, without sight
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We've a heart that beats
But only between the sheets.
We've hands that wander
With a fattened hunger.
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Are we so very different
From the ones we accuse?
From the killer to the bad parent
Does their pain us ammuse?
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Last thread
Last dread
One more blow
You can call me dead
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There's a secret intrusion
Deep down in my soul
It has revealed an illusion
And uncovered a hole
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Scratching and scribblings
The idealists hatchlings
But do we have an idea or clue
About the what and the who?
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Darkness shrouds that floating shack
An evil cold it does not lack
I close my eyes and don't look back
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Are we digging for what doesn't exist?
Why in this manner do we persist?
On what notion do we insist
That this jewel is there in the mist?
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It's all very simple,
Quite simple, of course.
Not a matter of gravity
Or centrifigal force.
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Just another shift
As I coast and drift
In my illusionary lift
My blood is black
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The trash is burning, the stench is in the air
a thousand tongues, a thousand voices of despair

The trash is burning, it reeks of sin
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Life be found, where Redemption sound
Redemption sound, where sin abound
Twisted and marred, hardened and scarred
Love for the scarred, softened the hard.
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We are the shallow ones
the shallow ones
the shallow ones
Broken and undone ones
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