Words Unseen

Do you need the anger, my friend?

Do you need to show who's right?

Left all alone to defend loneliness with all your might.

There's metal wings and words unseen

and all those things we build to dream

but curse and dream is all we do

picking up steam, and that is true.


I thought it'd end beligerence

I thought it'd take pain away

I thought it'd make a difference

I thought it'd make you stay.

No I don't mean to hold you down

I see the pain, I've been around

Just get there fast, run up that hill

and dreams come true, I know they will.

By Luis Rocha

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e-mail: rocha@lanl.gov
Last Modified: July 9, 1997