and everything I've dreamed And you know that I can't just settle for anything Just once more can we pretend that everything is okay And that we are all happy Breathe hope
: Well I hope that I don't fall in love with you 'Cause falling in love just makes me blue, Well the music plays and you display your heart for me
: Bent double like old beggars in sacks Knockkneed and cursing or coughing like hags Men marched on sleeping some without boots Fatigue drunken deaf
: Science is truth for life Watch religion fall obsolete Science Will be truth for life Technology as nature Science Truth for life In fortran tongue
: There was light and atomic fission Swelling wind Rising ash Tide of Black Rain Cement seared shadow traces Reminiscent of their last commands
: Honor salute and speak To the corner standing flag Do you remember how the days of school were Indivisible separate worlds Compare contrast These
: Lineage closed Dissolved In its birth Tragedy Prelude a balance Is a synergy Of reason Malicious hope As techno atrocities Lapse their effects
: There were women holding rosaries On the day Manolete died Teenage girls in soft white dresses Standing silent peace respecting Groups of boys
: Oh my dear friend My dear friend Giorgio How has this time Breton Discouraged your liaison with the Eye styled metaphysical Incongruous scenarios
: Greta's cedar hope chest Is full of pamphlets Glass shelves of romantic vignettes A journal laced with sedimentary prose Norma gathers and collects
Containers change with occasion Cellophane encased Displaying paper Certificate Credit years of service A tool of central enterprises The early hope
: For whom do the bells toll When sentenced to die The stuttering rifles Will stifle the cry The monstrous anger The fear's rapid rattle A desert
: she borders the pavement flanks avenues the parades pass white glove attended by my mother the war she'll raise a shaft lift a banner toss
: in the cruel garrison of affection if worth of lore is true you know the face of a temptress pit viper a witch or enchantress pit viper with
: Imitate that soured old song there is no individuality only guises shades of nonconformity there is no individuality selling vantage points
: like a weasel in the clover tilt, toss, pop, turn over sit down tremble, weave like a moth by flame deceived sit down like a weasel in the clover
me I'll lock you in my mind and wish away the key [Chorus:] Hope springs eternal when your near All the passion reappears All emotions seems so strong Hope
chain. And yes you're still a fine woman, And I cringed. I was hoping, I was hoping we could heal each other. I was hoping, I was hoping we could be
