Saturday, July 17, 2010

829 : 7/17/00 : The Doorway (part 2)

What did I tell you
nothing of value
can ever be destroyed
Look at yourself now
dressed for your last bow
strung out and paranoid
Yet here we all are together
Standing on the edge again
We made it through the doorway
not by the sword but by the pen

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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