Tales
Finding your way
Lost on a sleigh
Snow was never this white
Houses flash by
None catch your eye
You have to be home tonight
The harder you try
The more you deny
It seems your lungs are breathing ice
It seems your running into circles
Pay attention boy
It's not as if you're superman
It's not as if you fly
Atleast not any more.
The grass pushing through
Sky sunny and blue
You'd think that things are bound to change
But springs still miles away
Beneath the snowbanks
Your feet are chilled with winter's touch
If only you could escape its grasp
You'd be home soon.
Thursday, May 05, 2005
After a busy day when confronting admin
We must all come Find ourselves And we will all be found Regardless As the sun finds the morning As breath finds the lungs As I am found ...
-
She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
-
Final Thoughts From an AGM You want to mess with me? I can take you down a notch Spill the beans I’ll spill your blood Tooth for tooth, splo...
-
Standing on a Hillside Sometimes you look back on where you have been Past the cloud-fluffy daffodils bobbing and green Through the deep dar...
No comments:
Post a Comment