You had high hopes, you had it all
you knew the golden autumnleaves
you tried to wear an honest suit
and took into your home the thieves
You suffered from a wild disease
it wasnt worry, wasnt grief
but like a longing sommer cold
you caught the bug of disbelief
You knew that pills could stand you up
and then her body made you smile
but even scent turns into dirt
and pleases you but for a while
And now you sing and now you dance
your friend supports your every move
and you accept his word of love
but do not really need the proof
And nothing is the way it seems
you're not the one you claim to be
you want the good and hoist the axe
your will was never really free
You see them standing dressed in white
the true one just beside the fake
you realize the piled up wood
was never put there by mistake
And you yourself will strike the match
and you yourself will burn
The steam is out of your control
you will not see the turn
You boom into the sorrows pit
the engine howling: Negro skin!
they wash down every lousy hope
till lack of love is not your sin
You bungle with your tiny rose
you crush the petals one by one
you raise the stem one final time
and kneel before the setting sun.
Negro Skin
- peter danielsen
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Negro Skin
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- peter danielsen
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