Tuesday, February 01, 2005

and you're down

... and you're down
fly! high above us, on those wings
made of pure certainty
arrive at your destination
possessionless and free
tell us all repeatedly
what it means to live
... and why you had to die

you step out off the plane
and you see Victor Jara glowing
you did the world a favor
paid in blood
his hands crushed, he cried out
they gave him his guitar
he sang in protest, his spirit
wouldn't budge
you stood far away
as they fired their guns
you did all you could but he's gone

... and you're down
(chorus)

injustice is your nemesis
he stands before you, flashing blades
you strike a blow with the
fury of your fear
one last glimmer in his eyes
'cause he knows he'll rise again
you scream "no, not now,
not then, not here"
you waver but don't hesitate
your blade reaches its mark
but you know you just can't kill the beast
... and you're down

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