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Ik kreeg deze tekst via email van een vriendin. Hij is geschreven door iemand die regelmatig op het Wheel Of Time forum post. Ik, en zij, waren er redelijk van onder de indruk en ik wilde jullie dit niet onthouden.....

War drums pounding in your brain
you can't ignore
ignore the pain
my friend my friend
this is the end and
all that's left is to depend
on once we start we cannot stop
and neither Crackle
Snap
nor Pop will save us now
fall on your knees or take a bow
you must be proud if
proud you be and
all that's left remains to see
if life or some facsimile
will be the death of you
or me

be what you are not what you were
and all the wrath you can incur is
nothing in the face of this
this freezing light this blinding bliss not
all the gold nor all the tears not even
all your doubts your fears can stop
the hungry hungry years so ask
yourself each every night this
game we play is
is this right?

my
friend my friend
choose not the end
choose not the lonely straightened way
it leads you only through the day and
what's the point in passing through
when you've got me and I've got you
and we've got hope and dance and pain
and joy and us and chance and rain you
think you know the cause of things
the endless path that seldom brings
you clarity but all you see
is dust
and sun
and shades of me

have faith have heart have gentleness
we can't all be no I confess that
once we stop we cannot start and
all this mess is just a part
we play
we play like children free
this consequence reality
and since as far as I can see
if what we are is still the key
if you believe we can agree
that's all that matters in this plea
yet can you can I can we be
myself to you and you to me?

The drums have started; think fast.