Sappy
Ogilvie Maurice the Needlemouse   California, United States
 
 
Give a farmer seeds and he'll create food. Give a musician an instrument, and he'll create a melody... give a soldier an enemy, and he'll create nothing. He only destroys, kills. I wonder if God watches the events that unfurl when men take up arms against men, and I'm afraid that when I die... God will care about the things I've done. But I think I'm more afraid that he won't. That he'll sit there... picking his nails, barely able to summon the energy to judge me. Because what then? What if bad men aren't judged fairly? People tell me to fear hell, but there comes a point where you've done such awful things that you have to wonder if the devil will welcome you as a friend when you arrive. The truth is... I don't believe in anything anymore...
Farewell Transmission
The whole place is dark
Every light on this side of the town
Suddenly it all went down
Now we'll all be brothers of the fossil fire of the sun
Now we will all be sisters of the fossil blood of the moon
Someone must have set us up
Now they'll be working in the cold grey rock,
Now they'll be working in the hot mill steam,
Now they'll be working in the concrete
In the sirens and the silences now all the great set up hearts -
All at once start to beat
After tonight if you don't want us to be a secret out of the past
I will resurrect it, I'll have a good go at it
I'll streak his blood across my beak and dust my feathers with his ashes
I can feel his ghost breathing down my neck
I will try and know whatever I try, I will be gone but not forever
I will try and know whatever I try, I will be gone but not forever
The real truth about it is no one gets it right
The real truth about it is we're all supposed to try
There ain't no end to the sands I've been trying to cross
The real truth about it is my kind of life's no better off
If I've got the maps or if I'm lost
We will try and know whatever we try,
We will be gone but not forever
Come on let's try will try and know whatever we try,
We will be gone but not forever
The real truth about it is there ain't no end to the desert I'll cross
I've really known that all along
Mama here comes midnight with the dead moon in its jaws
Must be the big star about to fall
Mama here comes midnight with the dead moon in its jaws
Must be the big star about to fall
Long dark blues
Will o the wisp
The big star is falling
Through the static and distance
A farewell transmission
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