Sunday, November 14, 2010

The Poor Little Lamb


And when she calls, nobody cares.
When she's lost, she'll be left alone there.
The poor little lamb.
And when she speaks, her words are forgotten.
When she cries, the tears get lost in the rain.
The poor little lamb.
And when she is troubled, no one feels her pain.
When she knows that something is wrong, nobody gives a damn.
The poor little lamb.
And when their world comes to an end, she had already left.
For the little lamb could predict it.
Though you'd think she'd never mourn for their deaths,
The poor little lamb will never forget.

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