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As Before
by L.A. Salami
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How significant was that?
the way you hunkered down
And put away your skull cap
It may mean nothing now
But it's an image I choose to extract
You see I'm older now
And I ow prefer not to scrutinize the facts
That despite the fact you hurt me
You always had my back.
My conscience just ain't as clear as before.
My conscience just ain't as clear as before.
It seems improbable
That on the coast of your knowing hand
Lies a poet's land
Where the crucible is allowed to expand
Sympathy and sin go hand in hand
The past retracts god swings his axe
And makes his plaque
And that's how you prefer
To keep your Eden intact
But despite the fact you know that
That devil still attacks.
My vision just ain't as clear as before.
My apparition just ain't as clear as before.
I miss my English rose
She grows somewhere out of reach
She may be feeling low
But I can't find the height
From which I may be able to preach
It's something only time can teach
That the weight of days
Can weigh heavy on your speech
But despite the way I talk now
I have a voice to reach
And I can sing my songs now
If my voice is true to me
The Talisman's as wise as he was before.
My third eye is as wide as it was before.
The fool's disguise don't provide as much as before.
The Talisman's as mine as he was before.
How significant was that?
the way you hunkered down
And put away your skull cap
It may mean nothing now
But it's an image I choose to extract
You see I'm older now
And I ow prefer not to scrutinize the facts
That despite the fact you hurt me
You always had my back.
My conscience just ain't as clear as before.
My conscience just ain't as clear as before.
It seems improbable
That on the coast of your knowing hand
Lies a poet's land
Where the crucible is allowed to expand
Sympathy and sin go hand in hand
The past retracts god swings his axe
And makes his plaque
And that's how you prefer
To keep your Eden intact
But despite the fact you know that
That devil still attacks.
My vision just ain't as clear as before.
My apparition just ain't as clear as before.
I miss my English rose
She grows somewhere out of reach
She may be feeling low
But I can't find the height
From which I may be able to preach
It's something only time can teach
That the weight of days
Can weigh heavy on your speech
But despite the way I talk now
I have a voice to reach
And I can sing my songs now
If my voice is true to me
The Talisman's as wise as he was before.
My third eye is as wide as it was before.
The fool's disguise don't provide as much as before.
The Talisman's as mine as he was before.
