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Desolation

from Chronicles by White Fields

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Desolation I’m coming home

I’ll take time, I’ll take time to feel the pain, take time to let it all out
As my days are dark and my nights seem endless there are silent voices all around:
Fuck reason
Fuck this heart
Fuck this mind
Let’s fall apart
There’s a riot in my head - little soldiers fighting for more beautiful feelings
and all the ashes of this battlegrounds they leave white fields - nothings left
there’s silence
there’s no hope
desolation
I’m coming home
Maybe we’ve lost our sense of compassion
our ability to feel with someone else
Our ways cross in depression
nobody feels home in this place
all the fucking feelings that we have to deal with,
all the feelings we have to dispose
are superior as you fight them
all on your fucking own.
and everything that ever seemed fucking perfect,
In this ever oh so wonderful world
will finally crash down on you - broken
as a huddled mass of desperate thoughts
fuck your world
we are on our own
you won’t bring us further
our strength will be shown
with reason
with our hearts
with our minds
we won’t fall apart
In this beautiful world we decide what’s right or wrong, at least we have a fucking chance - are privileged to be that strong.
We’ll never fall apart.

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from Chronicles, released April 15, 2011

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