Dreams of a Kitten by Edward Drobinski - HTML preview

Dreams of a Kitten

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I crucified my hate and held

The word within my hand

There's you, the time, the logic

Or the reasons we don't understand

Sad courage claimed the victims

Standing still for all to see

As armored movers took

Approached to overlook the sea

There since the cord, the license

Or the reasons we understood will be

Down at the edge, close by a river

Close to the edge, round by the corner

Close to the end, down by the corner

Down at the edge, round by the river

Sudden call shouldn't take away the startled memory

All in all, the journey takes you all the way

As apart from any reality that you've ever seen and known

Guessing problems only to deceive the mention

Passing paths that climb halfway into the void

As we cross from side to side, we hear the total mass retain

Down at the edge, round by the corner

Close to the end, down by a river

Seasons will pass you by

I get up, I get down

In her white lace

You could clearly see the lady sadly looking

Saying that she'd take the blame

For the crucifixion of her own domain

I get up, I get down

I get up, I get down

Two million people barely satisfy

Two hundred women watch one woman cry, too late

The eyes of honesty can achieve

(She would gladly say it amazement of her story)

How many millions do we deceive each day?

(Asking only interest could be laid

Upon the children of her domain)

I get up, I get down

I get up, I get down