Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Takes

Spinning words into cobwebs
I thought we’d passed that junction
But the artificial smiles under the artificial lights
Still sing their happy songs with sad eyes

So we get up and dance
‘Cause this music that keeps filling me
It also might be killing me
Just a little bit

Slip out of time, slide out of tune
Start all over again
We’ve lost sight of the beginning
So we’ll make up a new one

This was true, that was real
Clinging to the courtyard walls
When my feet can no longer find the ground
The wind’s going nowhere and back again

Somewhere my mind is turning
In time with your breaths
It’s a flickering connection
And the world isn’t over yet

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