quarta-feira, 7 de julho de 2010

Our Fathers

There is no paradise, no hell, no river or god...
There are memories, feelings, moments that define who we are.

We have our fears and uncertainties, our moments of doubt.
We have our dreams, our history.

Our Fathers.

There is peace and something divine behind our dreams!
Behind our journey in search of a future.

So I am Atheist and alone.
So I am the great lord of flying plastic in the windy, dusty sunset.

So I am, revolutions, a turning point, never so much it, never again.

I am the illusion of magic and lies. I am this thing, a thing that can fly.

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