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• Artiste: Papa M
• Titre: Foreign Hotel Garden
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in a foreign hotel garden and out of cigarettes my mind is blunt from sleep look how late the morning gets the troops went out exploring I wish I knew what that meant the world I long to open is not from this earth sent the beauty I desire is void in form a vast nothing has taken its place just a depressed imprint of love filled with empty space my mind swung open its gates to me and I walked bold into each one only to find myself etched into every wall without an open place to run I'm careful to move between the voices whispering in ancient tongue stopping only when I'm beside the person and place that I belong sometimes when I awaken unsure of where I might be I can't even tell a ray of light from a longing of the sea a belly filled with nameless fruit a dull rapping at the door what is offered is too predictable to even get up off the floor give me your temple key dear woman where the albatross leads your desire and the game of dead end labyrinth is left for the gamblers and liars reflection is twisted into fiction I prefer to ascend where I stand some want to die in their footsteps others prefer to rise when they can please don't scalp me now for thinking of the love that went unshared its not that I'm better off without you its that neither of us really cared let us change our thinking and rule by the lord of our fist we cannot go on sinking below a leader lost in the mist forever ain't as long as it is wide I'll wait until the ices rise better to walk upon it later than to drown trying to reach for the skies