Feb 11, 2007 19:49
Darkness falls
my walls are blue
as my thoughts wander
they land on you
Sensing that change is near
I wonder why I'm still here
Wonder whether the sky is still clear
Holding this body
that is surprisingly warm
I gather my sanity
the bees swarm
When there's a we and a they
there's a me and a you
it's you they all want
you know it's true
you always knew
The last drop falls before the storm
the mess on the floor
is my metaphor