phoenix
06-Oct-06, 20:42
My instincts speak words
That no man could say
They warn me of evil
Coming my way.
They tell me of problems
That I cannot see
I'm forewarned and forearmed
Keep at bay.
They tell me of troubles
Going on in the world
This I can't help
Im of my word.
I listen to thee
Youll keep me right
When man is approaching
In dead of night
I trust in these instincts
But not in thee
They're my only weapon
They let me see.
That no man could say
They warn me of evil
Coming my way.
They tell me of problems
That I cannot see
I'm forewarned and forearmed
Keep at bay.
They tell me of troubles
Going on in the world
This I can't help
Im of my word.
I listen to thee
Youll keep me right
When man is approaching
In dead of night
I trust in these instincts
But not in thee
They're my only weapon
They let me see.