Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Memory of change
Cover me with winter,
Put the snow in my eyes.
Be by my side,
Erase the summer sun
With large clouds, please.
Give me my dreams in color,
Don't let the gray
Come to me in dreams,
The way breathing problems do.
Let me listen to the buffalo dance
While everyone is dead with sleep.
Let me hear the big sky
Because I'm not near enough of it.
Let me taste the rain,
A downpour,
Not a slight drizzle.
I need a flood of water,
Then a sudden freeze.
I just want to erase summer,
I just want to erase memories
And the possibility of change.
The memory of change.
June 17, 2005
Suge
Put the snow in my eyes.
Be by my side,
Erase the summer sun
With large clouds, please.
Give me my dreams in color,
Don't let the gray
Come to me in dreams,
The way breathing problems do.
Let me listen to the buffalo dance
While everyone is dead with sleep.
Let me hear the big sky
Because I'm not near enough of it.
Let me taste the rain,
A downpour,
Not a slight drizzle.
I need a flood of water,
Then a sudden freeze.
I just want to erase summer,
I just want to erase memories
And the possibility of change.
The memory of change.
June 17, 2005
Suge
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