Dance
And again, another twist. Yet another time the ground trells and trummels and flips around to reveal something beautiful in its insanity. So candidly. Like a fingerprint that burns and moves around to uncover what it may discover in its likeness. To move your eyes from one frame of mind to achieve perfetion while looking through the reflection and gadging what to re-arrange. What a wonderous idyllic and delightful twist. Through the falling of others, falling, of course, myself, i have found some small piece again of what is true. Oh its lovely.
Opening a drawer and finding a slate of marbles stuck on glass. Reflecting everything to mirror what it delights, oh, breathtaking true faults, where did i leave you? Why would i think to worry away from your unstable comfort? How fabulous does it feel to fall? All i can say is that i am not scared anymore. I'm done living for and through other people. I'm done being who i was, and now i am changed. Now i am back.
Dance with the windblown so beautiful here
Dance with the kingdoms overthrown by their fear
Dance with the break of the red in the storm
Dance with your love while you break from your form.
Opening a drawer and finding a slate of marbles stuck on glass. Reflecting everything to mirror what it delights, oh, breathtaking true faults, where did i leave you? Why would i think to worry away from your unstable comfort? How fabulous does it feel to fall? All i can say is that i am not scared anymore. I'm done living for and through other people. I'm done being who i was, and now i am changed. Now i am back.
Dance with the windblown so beautiful here
Dance with the kingdoms overthrown by their fear
Dance with the break of the red in the storm
Dance with your love while you break from your form.