Don Mann: Focusing on my Craft

Tuesday, Jan. 06, 2004 - 5:12 p.m.

As the seas coldly beckon

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Sunset scatters the clouds from the skies

Reality stands back as fantasy fills the air outside

The sun's last rays make their journey to our eyes

I realize then we are the only ones alive

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The earth's spinning slower now and time stands still

Confused the clocks fall silent from the shelves

Our eyes swallow the images like a handfull of sedative pills

Skin becomes airbrushed by darkening clouds leaving our lonely thoughts to consume themselves

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I open my wintry coat to show you my soul

You open your arid mouth to breathe a lie

Stardust bombards the landscape and swallows logic whole

Icy tears fall as meteorites from two azure wells in the sky

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Pain flows through as thunderbolts let loose from a gabled roof

Lightning rods absorb the shock and insulate our fears

Leaving behind skeletal charcoal as life's only proof

We shake our hands in disbelief and solemnly disappear

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I reach out for meaning

You reach out for me

I seek the truth behind the screen

You seek the truth that sets men free

I live the lie that man hath wrought

Blessed and forged in kiln of paternity

You die a death no man hath sought

I learn the lessons of those before

You forget the teachings of divinity

I seek the cures of agony and the sore

You search for the faith in unity

Seeds of the stars I know we are not

It is better to die in sacrifice

Than under will of gods man forgot

The blood still flows from the veins of beast and man alike

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