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Works | Series 1-Quest To Be Whole | Album 3-Void |
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Song 1 | Little Vision |
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© October 15, 2006
With egos grown so heavy
The spines are flimsy bows.
With faces tilted forward
Proud arrows puncture soles.
The sign proclaiming danger
Now rests atop our heads.
The population wavers
Between the quick and dead.
One little vision just for you.
A different one for me.
All fragments that once unified
What all the people see.
The tangle ties we notice least
Are wrapped around our bones.
The wounds we've self-inflicted
Are the ones we're proud to own.
One little vision just for you.
A different one for me.
All fragments that once unified
What all the people see.
The ponies prance in solo show but form a line.
They kick the trace to win the race but keep in time.
The self-absorbed yet hollow people seem complete
To those whose far horizons barely reach their feet.
One little vision just for you
Is looking right through me.
The puddles trapped in rusty cans
Can't even smell the sea.
| Description | Quotes | Music | Video | Equipment | History | Notes | Comments | BUY |
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Song 1 | Little Vision |
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Works | Series 1-Quest To Be Whole | Album 3-Void |