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and the band played on

society is corrupted
and everything is wrong
they wonder what is going on in the world
but the band plays on

the people want power
but the powerful don’t want the people
whats wrong in this world
with the band playing on

whats wrong with this picture
the innocent are dying
and the guilty are free
and the band plays on

there’s rage in this world
but no one wants to admit it
what’s wrong is there a problem
but the band plays on

the people are corrupted
but the corrupted aren’t the people
there’s something wrong in this world
with the band playing on

this world is a screwed up place
no one know’s what’s right or wrong
we’re heading for disaster
and the band plays on

the world is in chaos
sometimes i wonder what could be wrong
a good man dies
and the band played on

Posted by rtkenmore at 01:09 AM on the 6th of October, 1993.
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peace is something i’ve never known
sometimes i wonder what it may be
war is so overwhelming
people say peace is best
but i wouldn’t know

i don’t like to fight
neither do my friends
is this peace
i don’t know
i wonder could it be

peace is a subject of the world
everyone has their own
in one way or another
i wonder could it be
a separate peace for you and me

Posted by rtkenmore at 01:08 AM on the 5th of October, 1993.
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my past was a hard one
when i think of it
my mind is infuriated with anger but
i don’t know

one day a guy comes along
he seems as harmless as can be
i talk to him and get to know him but
i don’t know

we become friends not long after
for reasons beyond comprehension
we become friends for some reason
i don’t know

our lives they started changing
yes as things always will
hard times set in and anger became will
i don’t know

i started thinking of my past
why should i relive whats already done
i became angry with everyone but
i don’t know

my mind starts racing
racing with thoughts
i wonder whats happening but
i don’t know

our friendship has been proven
but will it last
i wonder and wonder but
i don’t know

one day i moved away
i wonder what may happen
i know we will always be friends oh yes
i do know

Posted by rtkenmore at 01:07 AM on the 4th of October, 1993.
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off in the distance
i here the thunder rolling
the sky turns gray
and the wind blows

it begins to sound like a runaway freight train
rumbling down the track
crushing everything in its way
the engineer never looks back

the wind becomes stronger
and howls like a wounded animal
it’s so loud i can’t hear myself think
i wonder what may happen

the rain starts pouring
beating on the roof
what’s happening
i don’t know what could it be

and then it happened
there was a loud bang…

next thing you see is a light
a bright light off in the distance
you wonder where you are
you don’t know

you ask someone
they tell you not to worry
it’s over now it’s all over
you fall away to a deep sleep

was it a dream
or did you live it
the horror the awesomeness of
the storm

Posted by rtkenmore at 01:07 AM on the 3rd of October, 1993.
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