This is the equivalent burning a star on your back
This is the equivalent to bearing another red

Flashes come again
Nodding underneath our world
Everything could be anything
What we choose..
What we choose..

This is home ready to fly out the door
Never tell why
Not subtle and creeping nor even shy
We think we know that
We don't know what we need
It doesn't really matter
What matters is what you need

Speak for yourself
That's not what I felt
Speak for yourself
All you do is speak for yourself
Be true to yourself
Even though you would be true to me
A clinched fist for who's the cause of this

2006 Piemerica-Incorperated-EternallyWritten by Emperor MAR
October 17, 2006
Lyrics & Poems