The Art

we are the children of the light

we are the ones with no life

we were born for one reason

we have lived to kill our time

the time thats spent is expensive

yet wasted on things not worth a dime

strange how things start with crayon hearts

now we color them with a different art



i spoke to you in a different tongue

you translate things in a worldly way

is it the words your used to that make you

or is it the words you choose that break you

does it matter at all what i have to say

will you listen to me or try to take me

and burry me with the rest of your friends



we are the children of the light

we are the ones with no life

we were born for one reason

we have lived to kill your time

the time thats spent is expensive

yet waste it on things not worth a dime

strange how things start with painted love

now we color them with a different art

Author's Notes/Comments: 

By: John Fessel

He's awsome this is his song.

"The Art"
Great Job My Friend!

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