July
Words and music © 08/04/1997 by
Oliver Ding
Think of a different tomorrow. Somehow yesterday vetoed.
Ask the mirror for an answer, the way that Snow-white would behold.
Look for your sorrows and drown them. Let them all be washed away.
Who taught these sorrows their swimming? Guess now they are meant to stay.
Is it the date that makes it worse? Is it emotion in reverse?
Will a burning calendar make it come back?
I met my God the other day, told her the things I've had to say.
Now my emotions come in a stampede attack.
Use all of the drugs that may help you. Beware and don't try this at home.
If you catch Picasso, let him do his work. Maybe he can ban the pain inside the loam.
Is it the date that makes it worse? Is it emotion in reverse?
Will a burning calendar make it come back?
I met my God the other day, told her the things I've had to say.
Now my emotions come in a stampede attack.
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