Sunday, September 11, 2011

Arizona is Playing with fire


Arizona, my friend, I have never seen you looking so bleak
Is it because your mouth is taped and you cannot speak
Your lips are moving but your words are without a sound
It is like a code of silence that you are forbidden to talk and bound
Bound and gagged and kept into the darkness
Your world burns deep inside your heart with sadness
Feeling the heat but disregarding the signs of lives expired
Nobody has told you that you are playing with fire.

I never seen you looking so bad my friend, you look so sad
Your honor is blemished as you deal with the bad
It will take time to heal the pain as your world falls apart
The ones who promised you wealth and fortune aren’t looking too smart
As you tell me your mind is fine and your heart is intact
Deep inside your conscious you know it’s time to act
The demons are knocking at your door, you cannot ignore
That tomorrow will come and they won’t be there any more
I can tell you all I know: where to go and what to do.
You can run out to the light but you can't hide from what's inside of you.

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