Intro and Chorus: take all the roses left to fade on windowsills in sun and all the children born afraid and left to die alone across the rainbow waters wade to a land that strange gods own where life is not a sundial made into a cheap tombstone for we are tortured by our time and we are victims of our crime and we are rotten in our prime and left in agony sublime and we are backed into our cage and we are prisoners of our wage and we are forced into our age and left with nothing but our rage Chorus scream out in cutting agony against the lies and perjury and recapture your chastity and try to find the memory of the innocence they have to damn of the child they killed into a man of the time when quiet waters ran of the distant echo from the pipes of pan Chorus and Exit |
Sunday, May 13, 2012
Take All the Roses Left to Fade
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About Me
- PJarrett
- I am from West Virginia. Born in New Martinsville to a minister's family. Traveled around West Virginia and Southern Ohio growing up. The only stability I got was from my mother's side of the family in Boone County. My Great Grandfather on my father's side was preaching in Madison during the Mine Wars. He ran for the state legislature on a pro-union ticket and won only to have the coal companies tie the results up in court so he ended serving only one day out of this term. My Grandfather on my mother's side stood with the miner's at Blair Mountain and died of Black Lung when I was still in my teens. I was raised a Conservative Christian...not a Fundamentalist. Strict separation of church and state based on the understanding that what makes for a good politician is pretty much the opposite of what makes a good Christian. I'm politically radical in that I believe in one man/one vote and the only way to have political equality is to have economic equality. I'm an atheist because once I accepted the fact of my own mortality I found no need for belief in God.
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