sometimes i wish for a change
in the wind in the weather
though this is my life
in its peaceful in its zone
but when this living
enlivens chaos i freak
know it will pass and be consumed by the calm
sometimes i wish for a death or a birth
for this is life and this too shall grow change die
i can only count on the change
but this is my life these are the people functioning together
we've all got to make it work
Friday, January 19, 2007
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