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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=575078" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>That Little Hole</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some people keep their love in a safe, then forget the combination<br>Some people think life's a masquerade ball, keeping up with the latest fashion<br>Some people sell dreams like rag magazines, on the busy fast food city street corners<br>Some people give, some people take, Some people share, some people fake<br>And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Me, I’m happy to be breathing<br>with both feet on the ground</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some people hide from the world and it’s charms, others flee from its tragedy<br>Some people wish for a place to call home while they kill off every living thing they see<br>Some people await the rapture and fate, others are simply looking for the cure<br>Some people lead some people follow, some people spit, some people swallow<br>And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Me, I’m happy to be breathing</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some people search for Utopia and peace, but never seem to laugh<br>Some people forgot what it’s like to be young, having grown up much to fast<br>Some people preach salvation and hope to anyone willing to pay<br>Some people judge to quick, some never judge at all, some people climb, some are simply happy to fall<br>And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Me, I’m happy to be breathing<br>with both feet on the ground</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some people feel the mirror holds the key, to their tomorrows and prosperity<br>Some people are sealed off from the world by their hearts, their leaders, or their personality<br>Some people are like cannibals, they devour what they need and move on<br>Some people are criminals trying to make ends meet, steeling from others trying to make ends meet<br>And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Me, I’m happy to be breathing<br>with both feet on the ground</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some people feel its much more real, to chase rainbows on canvass painted skies<br>Some people think their shit don’t stink, some have the trust of a saint and tell lies<br>Some people’s minds react like a nuclear bomb, some people are one with the galaxy<br>Some people die as they lived, others live as they die, some never give up hope, others don’t even try<br>And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some people wear their hearts on their sleeve, others forget what it means to be free<br>Some people speak of friendships and love, but don’t know what it means to be a friend<br>Some people search for enlightenment in the stars, in tea leaves, other find it floating in a glass<br>Some people smile, some people cry, some people live, some people try<br>And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some people are afraid to take risks, or to be anything they wish until they die<br>Some people love the sound of their voice, some talk more than they listen<br>Some people don’t suffer fools only to find the jokes on them<br>Some judge colour, some judge creed, some judge God, goodness and peace<br>And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Copyright Colin Coplin 1983/2011</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Colin+Coplin">Colin Coplin</a><div class=q>
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