the streets are alive with passion.
the hills breathe fire from rain.
I stand here today not a man.
but mankind.
I stand here today lifting my arm to forgive
things I can't change...
like the red potion of tomorrow,
winds bring cold flowing breeze.
this isn't a path but a promise.
i'm cold in here but the lights on.
its 9, your frozen, and time stands still.
i've got an orange, but its broken.
we could stand here now until then
but what would that do.
shit, the curtains just split.  ¶ 9/23/2003 09:03:00 AM