Wednesday, October 17, 2012

to pieces

broken to be woken
swayed gently
through the storm
given an inside
of flames
burning and burning
in the storm
rising and rising
breathing and breathing
beating and beating
oh how can this blood flow
in these fragile veins
pounding and pounding
echoing and echoing
i´m falling and falling
bleeding and bleeding
wings were casted, off casted off
i'm falling, i´m falling
with no ground in sight
falling and falling
the ground i´ll never see?
entwining trough dividing
i fall on a net of web
softly, so softly
i fall on a net of webb
oh buterfly, oh butterfly
walking on strings so white
following the spider, the spider
hand in hand
on a path so white
i´m flowing and flowing
red blood, passion drugs
coursing in pulling me out
freezing and freezing
i´m inside out
frosted wings have fallen
eyes are cold and blue
i´m calling, i´m calling
out for you, out for you
and you do not hear me
you never do, you never do
come, never come
never tell, only hint
and i am falling, falling asleep
for the moning to catch me, catch me
in a bright web, a shiny day
a silver web, a silver web
rest my pieces, only pieces
entangled, entangled
dreams and real, dreams and real
in pieces, in pieces
a kaleidoscope of days
falling as pieces, as pieces
caught and taught, taught
to be true, true
dreams breaking and breaking
falling, i´m falling
there´s no ground in sight

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