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GETTING REAL
WITH WHAT WE FEEL
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deep in depression
lost and lonely
not getting enough
life out of me
not taking care
of this spirit too well
no wonder
I feel like hell
I don't have intimacy
nobody holds me
it's a wonder I can still relate
to my dreams
body sensitivity is low
how can my garden grow
body energy doesn't flow
how can my spirit glow
the politics of pussy put me here
penis envy loud and clear
some things will feed you,
some will bleed you dry
sometimes there is no why
it was too late for the doctor
the obituary read
left out in the snow again
nothing left to be said
didn't know she was dead
I am out of synch with the vibrations of life
I want to live but I've forgotten how
borrowed time from love to overcome the strife
but it just made me pay more now
body sensitivity is low
how can my garden grow
body energy doesn't flow
how can my spirit glow
the politics of power put me here
trust is the way to disappear
some things will kill you,
some will help you grow
love is the way to know
love is the way to flow
love is the way to grow
love is the way to come and go
love is the way to know
love is the way to know
the politics of envy put me here
broken and drowning in a tear
some things will hold you
some things just won't let go
love is the way to know
Politics (Part 2)
(The Dark Side)
Ric Candor ©2001
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