It was written as an answer for me through my confusing always gathers me to do revolution. Rangkasbitung. An afternoon at home, October, 2nd 2008, Thursday.
Faizal Firdaus
By Taking Pieces of Stone
A train ran through the shadow of the dawn
Bringing thousand of hopes into the dark
Killing pieces of warm-hand into the silence
Never felt so cure, I was suffering instead
They were hanging their destiny
In wise to break the lack of sense
But, they never got what they wise for
They were eaten by the hidden symphony
A rainy town just stayed on the edge
Waiting for nothing as it had been carved
On the names of wraith
It harvested tears of lies
They walked through the hope
Twenty eight meters deeper than a grave
But, they never found the core of the dark
As they didn’t realize to die in the rapid symphony
I was sank on my own sadness
In spite nothing I could do
I was gone with this grace
In the sight of their suffering
This soul was frozen dark
Nothing could I hold
To reach a light
Beneath an emptiness
It seemed as it wanted to say
What should I do?
Angels held me to spell an answer
I would start by taking a little piece of stone
I began to try
As a shining sun through the clouds
To bring pieces of smiles shine the entire world
By taking pieces of stone
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