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This is a place to examine plans filled with hope; plans which promise a refuge from chaos; plans which will shape our futures. Veterans with and without PTSD, Pentecostal Presbyterians, Adjudicated Youth, and Artists-Musicians-Writers: I write what I know. ~~~ Evelyn

Friday, August 3, 2012

Sweet GandhiLab

Sweet GandhiLab
To the Tune of Beulah Land

GandhiLab, we’re headed for you.
Where our names shall be expunged.
All for naught, we lived and loved.
GandhiLab, we’re coming home.
Chorus
GandhiLab, sweet GandhiLab!GandhiLab, sweet GandhiLab!
GandhiLab, sweet GandhiLab!GandhiLab, sweet GandhiLab!
GandhiLab, we’ve kept your secrets,
And their price we now must pay.
What were we but lambs to the slaughter?
GandhiLab, we’re your Walking Dead.
Chorus
GandhiLab, sweet GandhiLab!GandhiLab, sweet GandhiLab!
GandhiLab, sweet GandhiLab!GandhiLab, sweet GandhiLab!


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