sábado, 2 de abril de 2011


I have traveled past your window many times,
I find your face too hard to define,
I can't touch you hollow thing,
You plague my mind,
I can never go outside,
I will never go back to being blind.

I have wondered what you're doing every day since last I asked. Are your cheeks hollow I don't like your eyes dark.

I need shine, I need shine, I need shine,
Step away from my light I need shine.


I am honest now, not a shouter,
I am reformed, reborn, and forgiven.

And you're been busy but you've missed me And I've plagued you mind.
You will never go outside,
You will never go back to being blind.

I need shine, I need shine, I need shine,
Step away from my light, I need shine,
I need shine, I need shine, I need shine,
Step away from my light, I need shine.

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I do have utopian fantasies. A lot of them are more - I wouldn't say spiritual, but they relate more to the imagination and the individual. But for me socialism is a way of trying to put far-fetched ideas into everyday use, trying to find a way to bridge the gap between that fantasy and reality, and reaching out across that gap to the people who can actually do something to make the change.