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Save Up Your Hopes Friends

 

Save Up Your Hopes Friends

(album: Wooden Heart - 2010)


People who have no hopes are easy to control with nothing and uncertainty rumors of wars with monsoons and tornadoes will keep fear over their eyes and locks on their feet if there were something then at least that would be something but there's not and it buries cracks of drought tearing apart empires and homes and the dreams of men sealing the entrance and every way out there is hope but no heart can touch it unless it's traded wants, for others needs it is emptiness that is left and destroying the world priceless possessions held so tight that it bleeds the end is near, they won't believe it until a waking nightmare they can see it and they'll know it has begun when zero blocks out the sun blinded by the fact that they can see nothing one by one they scream silently as they run.

It'll start like hot rain searing through the leaves and boil the sea turning every grass yellow it comes with no warning and wants no reprieve as it begins with dark clouds and silence the oceans will be covered in water and the mountains turned in to sand the trees will be scattered like stars in the night and beneath it all will be buried the land the air will turn sour and make mothers hate their daughters and fathers will take the blade to their sons earthquakes will level houses hurricanes will take the cattle birds of prey will lay claim to the rest the crops will be devoured by locusts and lightning and when nothing is left, the thunder will rest the mountains in the sea will crack at their bases and send the earth far away from its sun they'll fall off the planet and leave the world weightless and everything will freeze together as one and for years that measure one million times seven times eleven million by seventy seven it'll rocket into nothing, rock ice spinning into nothing until fire smashes it into glass and sends a rain of boiling vapor like arrows ripping into paper on to our heads, lava and poison ash.

And it begins. Save up your hopes friends and send them to the corners of your end there is something coming, and everything matters guard your heart, and watch the wind.

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