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Before I went to bed last night I closed my eyes and started writing words.
I was in that almost dreaming state.
It sounds like it could mean something, but I'm haven't figured out what.
I have gone where no man can go,
I have gone where time slips and ebb flows
The nowhere is where I'd like to be.
With just the sun the rain and you and me
Railing on the icy shore.
Captions float and letters soar
life is bended into bows
taste is mended into rows
love is where the timing ends
space is where more time begins
the shoot and sprout of newly formed
lacks luster but is never sore
never tired of the game
but tired to win
can't be what i played
but what i've got, i've been
slate ironed canvas in the rain
tattered torments in the lane
matted leaves down on the stalk
shattered panes lay in the walk
images of tired brain
never make it
never gained
never tamed
I was in that almost dreaming state.
It sounds like it could mean something, but I'm haven't figured out what.
I have gone where no man can go,
I have gone where time slips and ebb flows
The nowhere is where I'd like to be.
With just the sun the rain and you and me
Railing on the icy shore.
Captions float and letters soar
life is bended into bows
taste is mended into rows
love is where the timing ends
space is where more time begins
the shoot and sprout of newly formed
lacks luster but is never sore
never tired of the game
but tired to win
can't be what i played
but what i've got, i've been
slate ironed canvas in the rain
tattered torments in the lane
matted leaves down on the stalk
shattered panes lay in the walk
images of tired brain
never make it
never gained
never tamed