On The Streets (Kollektiv Turmstrasse Brokenheatr's Mix)
I bought lots on the streets only borrowing the needs it didn..t hurt you, so that I can stay patient. The rule is wise - amazing
I am dirty, I know - nothing to show, well I am solid solitary rights - for the living? for the living.
The weal in here on my skin I..m wounded again and again what..s worth a whisk in here? affect destitution.
I am weary to ween the patience, which allows the openness. See diamonds on the sole of your shoes carry away, forget to say your smiling sorrow, could I borrow? You sold my hope for tomorrow at the e-bay school, of more and more hollow - of the hand. Let me harm again, say hello there..s an openess! something in common, we know we know we..re still living.
In my shoes are no diamonds, but missing links. I should walk again. I should talk again, weening of patience.
Let freedom ring, nothing is calling. I didn..t heard , it didn..t hurt a net of manuals. Illusional security.
Maybe you call me a gangster you..re condemn too; but I didn..t hurt you though I nurture you. And what about now? Time has never gone. Immediacy give..s reason to escape - I..ll go I..ll know, there..s more than I know.
There is an ongoing breath in here no diamonds met me here awake the morning awake the mirrors awake the bearable weap of nothing awake the hurting awake the murderers face of ignorance awake racial segregation and other fairy-tales awake waterfalls and a handsome freinds awake benefaction, benediction and the loving to you.
awakening birds sing upon your window from now and today initiating symbols pave the way for. Initiate to carry love and joy will you sign in? the path is serving. a prismatic compass will be seening every distress for you