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First Stone
Hi, everyone. Anyway, i wrote this more as a poem but i can't decide wheter it can fit as lyrics to a song also. If you have any advice on how i can make it flow better and make it stronger, please let me know. Thanks.
Well, here it is. Right now i'm calling it "First Stone"
You put yourself above all
Flying high on your cloud
You make judgments and decide for all
But you can’t see what’s down here on the ground
Oh, I’ll play my guitar and I’ll pray for peace
And I hope someday that you’ll cease
But you can’t hear these words
‘Cause you’re to busy deciding
Whose going to hell and whose lying
Look at the words you’ve written
That picket sign is your new weapon
The bullets that come out of your mouth
Are deadlier then the ones that where once fired in the south
And I can’t feel any of those good feelings for you
Not when I know what you’re gonna do
And not when I’ve heard what you’ve said
‘Cause sometimes it just makes me wanna see you dead
There you go again judging all
You just wait till the day that you fall
I’m gonna laugh and I’m gonna cry
For all of those that you wanted to die
But I can see now that you’re back on your cloud
So it doesn’t make a difference what I say out loud
Well, good riddance for me
I didn’t want you to see
The progress we’ve made
While you were flying high on your cloud
‘Cause I know you can’t see what’s down here on the ground
Oh, I’ll play my guitar and I’ll pray for peace
And I hope someday that you’ll cease
But you can’t hear these words
‘Cause you’re to busy deciding
Whose going to hell and who’ll be dying
Whose going to hell and whose lying
Whose going to hell and who’ll be dying
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