The walls aren\u2019t breathing
\nThe world turns in orbit
\nThe way of things is in order
\nThe wise think of nothing.<\/p>\n
I watch with a thousand false eyes
\nI wonder wonder with my glass glass eyes
\nAt beauty.
\nI shudder trying to speak
\nto ears that will not listen.<\/p>\n
What cares fire of the fuel
\nThat it sets across.
\nWhat does it care between
\nCheap tinder or cutting edge jet fuel<\/p>\n
What cares lightning of conductors
\nThat it courses along.
\nWhat does it care between
\nwater and copper or flesh<\/p>\n
What wants a hero of a thousand faces
\nBut to find his way home to one?
\nWhat good is it to fight
\nFor an empty side<\/p>\n
No good, no good. No care, no cares.<\/p>\n
I loved. I love.
\nAnd I know my heart ain\u2019t gonna change.
\nAnd I know my heart ain\u2019t gonna change.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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