I feel like buried

15.1.2013
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i feel like buried
in the night i knew happiness
but in the morning it turned out
to be another of my mirages
i never understand anything
beyond the words, the symbols
and i wish i could at least cry
but every tear is just a vain hope
for some kind of feather coat to fall on me
i whisper around and try to know
why i cant have what i need
what i should do to leave this place
but its again just november rain
and im a lonely man among people that dont know me
and i whisper to the night, dont forget me
send me a dream of a place of love
where fires burn and they have fried meat
and smiles in their faces and the gladness of God
learned aright in lives that dont bend
to the winds of wickedness that others openly embrace
i was only lonely, i have always been lonely
but i know that somewhere i belong
but i know that somewhere i belong