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AND NOW i'M JUST Running now.
                               no|w to streetlights and barfights
                               flight of novelty and whim to careening
                               far off.                       ______________
                                    (LANDS THAT HOLD |THEY'RE SECRETS| FROM MEN SUCH AS ME
                                     I_AM WITHOUT EXPLANATION OF THE WANDERS THEY HELLD FOR)
                                                                                                            explore for that
                                               Eys and oh mys
                                               try for my own
                                                                 worlds away from it all because this one won't
                                won't work for me
                                         (Would
                                         n't any
                                          way my
                                          friends)

                                                     And I away myself to that haven, just
                                         as the                                                            doors of
                                                   that   prisonclose    on   my      fingers

AND I'M JUST RUNning now to this
                                                     mile away sky grey
                                                                                   18 so far away
A body was reco                            again, i will flay away all this decay
vered in the wre
ckage of a hous                        II. THE SUN BEHIND THE CLOUDS
e destroyed by                      Once i finally cross this conglomerate steps, i AM on my legs
a towering fire a            in Floodgates, That will no sooner open than my bloodshot swo
fter a police rai               llen eyes will know that wet.  I brought my arms i brought my
ded it Wednesd            my eys                                                            oh my own
ay evening in th
e search for a m
an suspected of                                   & Driven a
shooting three                                    cross this blue
New York state t                                 sky melting at my fingertips
roopers, one of
whom died.                         MY BATHSHEBA, I BROUGHT YOU ALL I WANT FATE SPRINGS
                              TO ME WHO DRIVEN
                                                              I
                                  BROUGHT MY ARMS MY EY
I HAVE .                                                                                             Two
                                                                                           anti-terrorism ID programs
                                   III. MEANING                                        have been sent back to the
                                                                                            drawing board and a third
I HAVE BROUGHT myself to that holy terror                                    is being farmed out to priv
                           of my roots                                                   ate companies after costin
                           -------------- of my greed for                          g hundreds of millions of
                        That withered hand of BATHSHEBA                        dollars
                          , that thing I should never have.
                           I reached to her in my darkness, and
                                         (re)moved my blocks  (better)


                          This is not need. i AM becoming need EY.
                                 Instead, this is want.

                                               IV. REMOVED FROM HEAVENS

AND I AM JUST RUNning now,
                                              on spare parts i stole
                                             to be sold to buy my lust away
                                              i have not chipped that grey from
                                                                          my chest
                                                  instead, i have redoubled.

                                             Perhaps in the end, after these broken wings burn off
                                      i WILL have my answers in me.
                                     in the end,  WHITE will be black.  And Not I Will Speak Of That ANGEL, REMOVED From the heavens, and his mark upon me.

                                      my children will fight it, I do hope.


                                 Two Democratic lawmakers plan to intro
                                 duce legislation when the Senate return
                                 s from its spring recess next week that
                                 would effectively cut off funding for the
                                 troops in Iraq and require them to be r
                                 edeployed from that country by March
                                 31, 2008.

STEEL UPON MY                                                                         WOOL

                                      THROUGH THE EYES OF LUNATICS


                                                         V. CYCLE