This Place #2: Escape

This Place #2: Escape / Original: Saturday, October 10, 2009 at 12:52pm

Few hours next to transparency
Bleary time of morning to purpose
Automatically feet brought me to hall
I felt the blessed phone call ringing

And as I raise my body upstairs
And the inanimate air stood
The knock on my back freed the day
I seized the happening until its death

For drives I don't feel any shame
Good feelings led by location
Its source will never be named "lame"
Simple people concealed outside

The ingathering of alternative genres
No falsity in saying it's required
Chapters which long ago became our grace
One day events to show fake but real face

Withdrawal from the routine base
Wielding my true hobbies with friends
When the smile arrived by himself
All let happiness control the system

For drives I don't feel any shame...

Clock kept ticking even battery low
Power of world's reign gradually divided
End of known in advance scenario
Group who fell apart 'till next time

And I've seen the green one coming
Road that veils my far away options
While I'm on it and wondering the past
No setback for delight, this is not the last

For drives I don't feel any shame...