dear mr. terrorist
I'm flying out to see my girl
I swear I'm not your enemy
and your hatred I don't deserve
please, mr. terrorist
I do not wish to die
can't we talk about this?
put our differences aside?
kind sir, mr. terrorist
can't you listen for awhile?
can't you see the people hurting?
can't you hear the children cry?
surely, mr. terrorist
there must be another way
you've captured our attention
but we still can't hear what you're saying
because I'm afraid
yeah, I'm afraid
of where we're headed
Sunday, August 27, 2006
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