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Man Made Acts of God

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The smell in the air that hangs after the storm

Is the one that I fear the most

The fragrance is pleasant and everything's clear

But cause hangs in the air like a ghost


To melt two souls and then rip them apart

With the force of a hurricane

Then you flip the polarity the sides push away

A struggle conflicting my brain


Leave an empty air pocket, A soul with a void

The void has a soul of its own

And its fighting to make me become a void too

So it will not be alone


The names of the girls that I wish I could love

Could cover the expanse of a hall

But the truth is I feel so emotionally numb

What if I can't love at all


The smell in the air that hangs after the storm

Was the last thing I could smell

When I spun and became a destructive force

Condemning the girls to my hell


The hurricane leaves pain in its path

And piles of useless debris

The hurricane has no future or past

The hurricane is me


The firework's fast and then fade away

The burning is always bright

Firecrackers flash and firecrackers die

With a crowd looking on in delight


The girl is many, the girl is one

The girl is innocence

The girl is only collateral damage

The girls are fickleness


I often wonder what a miner would think

If supports start to crack and give

Would he spare a thought to the dying world

That he passed on to his kids


If I could confront my opposing thoughts

And settle them once and for all

Who’d be the one that fades away

Would I still be feeling so small


All I can do is keep going forward

And hope I can unravel my brain

Find a winner in a conflicted life

And a girl for my hurricane

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