Besedila: Zebraplop. Man Outside The Window.

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There is a man outside my window.
I fear not the sounds you've got-
The distant humming of a war.
The silenced voice of God.

His face is full of anger.
He seeks one who prays.
One who covets his defects.
One who craves his secrets.

We have come too far,
The signs are in the stars.
Told myself I lost my mind,
but he's been here all this time.

I wonder where we are?
The sky is laced in tar.
I count my days so please, please forgive me, Father.
I am falling apart,
The world is bright tonight.
But I still hide my eyes.

There is a man outside my window.
I feel him peer inside my home.
The glass was foggy once,
but now the dust is gone.

There is a man outside my window.
I find his body quite absurd.
I saw it rising from the dirt,
though I create what makes him work.

We have come too far,
The signs are in the stars.
All the while, the sea?s run dry,
and he?s watched us all this time.

If I were God, I would know who to save.
If I lost my eyes, I would always be safe.
Once sweet seraphs come crashing, we won't have to wait
for the gold to crack the panes of glass,
and the man outside my window will fly away