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Say a prayerLooking out over steady water, looking for another future,
I never knew it would come around again,
How'd it get so cold, I'm too young to be this old,
Let me raise my voice on a haunted wind
Watch the clouds rolling in, a storm that never ends
I swore tomorrow would be different
Well tomorrows here today, everything's exactly the same
And yet another day is spent
Live your life like there's nothing left,
look at the sky with brand new eyes,
If you keep seeing things the same old way,
You'll be trapped in the same old lies,
Send a prayer for the lonely daughter,
Send a prayer to the broken son,
You can scrub your sins away in the holy water,
But when the night is over and another day is done,
If you just keep doing what yesterday dictates,
You'll only have the same old pain,
the same love and hates,
So send a prayer to your holy heaven,
Send a prayer to the keeper of your hell,
And when you're done whispering your words,
Raise your voice and say a prayer for yours
Genghis Whenever we were bad my mother used to take us to the mall to see Genghis Kahn. They kept him in a dusty diorama of a Mongolian steppe, all tall grass and yurts. He sat on a throne of bone (well, plastic shaped like bone), scowling in incomprehension at the American kids who flocked around him like startled lemmings. My mother would usually push us toward him, saying things like “Tell him what you did to your father’s stamp collection.” Genghis would give a grunt, spit a wad of phlegm onto the tall grass, and give us a wizened, wrinkled grimace, as if he had to go to the bathroom.
He terrified me.
My brother couldn’t get enough of him.
When my brother got caught in my mother’s evening dress, my mother grabbed us both and dragged us to Genghis. It was a slow day, and we were the only kids crowding him. “Tell him what you did,” my mother hissed a
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