(recording way too hard to get to yet- I'm workin on it!)
Floating on waves of nothing matters
Drifting aimlessly across time and space
Rising above the crest of each new day
looking back across
The windswept seas of time
Memories rising up again
Returning to nothing
But empty gusts of wind
Floating across the shifting desert sands
Sun bleached walls among memories
Of Ozymandias forgotten empire
Drifting on the early fall breeze
of a New England autumn night
a lantern shines in the steeple.
Looking back across
The windswept seas of time
Memories rising up again
Blowing insistently
On across the waves.
Laodicia so confident
And self assured
never stopping once to think
Aegean memories touch both shores
Of Athens and Istanbul
Forgotten Roman Constantinople
Two Romes have fallen yet
And will the Third Rome stand?
Or sink below the sands?
To Philadelphia write
These words are the truth
Of One who holds the ancient key
And the winds began to shift again.
[FONT=Times New Roman]The rich get richer til the poor get educated.[/FONT]
-Sage Francis
-Sage Francis