"WHEN ONE DOOR CLOSES, ANOTHER OPENS, BUT WE OFTEN LOOK SO LONG AND SO REGRETFULLY UPON THE CLOSED DOOR THAT WE DO NOT SEE THE ONE THAT HAS OPENED FOR US."

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Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Doomsday

When it's coming over of here
What should we do?
Within the sound of silence
In restless
We walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone

What shall we do now?
Shall we all apologize?
Should we shout?
Should we scream?
What have we done?

Do you think we should be closer?

Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dare
To fight His power.

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