The Shocked Confidents
Song about a thing called the hope, how the hope invested silver as in the days of the Comstock Load and the days of the ancient Greek fleet, the unwitting are called the helpless, the helpless usually inhabit swampy areas of estuaries, the helpless wander beyond the fens and got scared at a time when infrastructure fails, failure of infrastructure is a time when all bridges are damaged, it forecasts a time of certain and major upheaval of world history, things relied on for a time are useless when finally needed, tactical umbrellas of today are useless in a future of paradox, hence the shields at paradox's door, to depend on the way things are is to be unprepared for future realities.
Written in
1983 by Paul Hall
When the hope entrusted silver out unto the unknown friends, there was slumber in the winter. There was sleeping in the dens. Till the dawn of heat was entered in the headlands heretofore, and the compliment was OVER out beyond the days of yore.
Then the helpless will have wandered out beyond the damp, dark fens when the bridges all were damaged. Ah, the hope was wanted then.
It was curious to see the elements to be when they never had been wanted there before.
Now was patience brought to light in the middle of the night, and assurances were wanted all the more.
Can you see the shocked surprise of the reddening of the skies where their "shields" broke down and all reliance swore that they never understood (or so they said) that the strong would then be weak and the shields would be a paradox's door.
Ah, but that which once had been, it may never pass again in exactly the same size or shape or grain. What was well suited then may not be so like again and the loss would soon be someone else's gain.
Yes the loss would soon be someone else's gain.
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