Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Words From "Remittances" Part II

Telling stories to those that want to listen living with
Angels with dirty wings still flying like pigeons in
Cities that never sleep, never a sense of peace
Senseless violence keeps people from reaching peaks
And possibilities to create their own destiny
Not be tied to strings like violin n’ melodies
Melt me in the fire shape me like a blade
Sharp enough to cut the chains and liberate the slave
Mentality that takes over minds of the youth
Destined for greatness but deceived from the truth

-Nomi (from "Inspired By Dream")


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