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    Roy Harper Bad Speech текст песни

    Bad Speech

    I was not put here — (by anyone)
    By anyone in fear
    I came alone as me
    Just an idea
    In a long chain
    Of discovery
    Surrounded by the same -
    You
    Sometimes your tide
    Pulls me out to sea
    And I die
    In a trashing curse
    Sometimes we are kind
    More often I doze
    - So far up the beach
    That those who try to reach
    Are burnt alive
    In the searing heat
    Of the desert
    Of my dispassion
    So far removed
    I never hear the water
    ‘Cept once or twice a month
    When I see a mirror
    And I refuse to believe
    In some of the things
    That are said to be here
    Let alone those
    That are not
    I’m trying to change
    My direction
    Ours is pathetic
    In my own humble estimation
    I love the planet
    The great bening she-wolf
    Benefactor
    Spinning gently on
    Towards the red giant
    Four aeons hence
    When all the rose gardens
    Are consumed in the flash-fire
    Of flying time
    She’ll leave alone too



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