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'Situational Trust'

Spreading my wings
Traveling right on time
And seeing an evil face
Smiling near the table and plates.

I see four chairs moving
And the food looks fair.
But I see you standing there
Like a vampire looking for blood.
You make me nervous!

Just for a while, I say,
This is a situational guest
I can feel it under my skin
I know it; there is no trust here

Hence,
Calling and taking back the power
Transfering energy
By eliminating fear
So I add real lights.
By inviting THE BLOOD.

O' now I see better!
I just can't trust you
For you are wickedly "good?"

(c) fania simon