What are we?…
but chancers
Leaping through the windows and crashing into walls
Reaching for a ceiling and setting up our falls
One step up and one floor down
You play conductor and ill become the clown
What were we?
But shadows
Fading into nothing and melting in the past
Dreaming of forever when nothing ever lasts
Two steps forward and two visions lost
The futures irresistable but at what filthy cost?
Hey tom, this is really good, i mean really good. so simple, and that seems to be when you’re at your best. its a beautifully crafted container, and i’m just [pouring my juices right in there!!
Andy
30 Jan 08 at 7:35 pm