You hold out a glass
And I must pass
I must pass
Outside there is fog
Reminds me of ashes
And an arrogant voice shouts
THIS IS THE WORLD
So you are a pal?
And you speak truly
Though not a diety
Perhaps some asteroid
You want to crash down
And that won't be
As dreams cross the sea
I hear another shout
The mist gets thick
Heaven can wait
Though time climbs
Though it is insane
Hold your horses
Pull up a table
And behold!
Comments
Post a Comment