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Saturday, September 11, 2004

Tumbling Man

Tumbling Man

Tumbling man, you fall so hard; youíre everyman to me today
Youíre every woman, African, youíre every person Asian, gay
Free falling phalluses in the land of the free,
Freedom-free fallacies offered for free
Numbers they donít do, are counting on you
Messages imperceptible; cannot get through
Perspective distorted, the ill and the slaughtered
Are mourned by the distraught, the sons and the daughters
Nothing makes sense to me, nothing is clear
Millions are dead, not a tear did we shed
In an ongoing cycle of unbridled fear

Tumbling in the whirlwinds of apathy
You tumble like tumbleweed, desolately


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