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play that horn from high

Contributed by lostrelic on Saturday, 10th September 2005 @ 09:05:19 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

darkness surrounds as the sirens ring high
gripped with fear is it that time to die
the man walks tall his head so strong
not even realizing that something went wrong
the noise from up high we stare at the sky
regretting the mistakes and all the lies

its judgement time the world finally wakes
now realizing all their mistakes
sin and corruption one of many to write
coming like a thief in the night
he did proclaim his coming years past
did you really think all this will last

we are living on recycled time
nothing is new as we walk this thin line
ok yes it's not that time yet
but i'm making sure we don't forget
we are searching for anything new
but running out of things to do

time is flying to fast the years a slipping by
waiting for the day the trumpet blows from high

Copyright © lostrelic ... [ 2005-09-10 21:05:19]
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Re: play that horn from high (User Rating: 1 )
by MorningDove on Saturday, 10th September 2005 @ 11:28:27 PM AEST
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Hi Regan. Thinking of Revelations, huh? Well, not being in contact with the big boss upstairs I can't say you are right or wrong, but I don't believe it is coming for sometime. If I am wrong and we happen to meet in the universe somewhere I will be more than glad to say "I was wrong", but just haven't been sent that vision yet. Hope your trip is going well and this is a great post. I enjoyed it.

Rita

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