strange when i think about it
well, that i should write of birds
and flying things
i always tried to avoid it
reminds me of dumb girls and bad poetry
well --- i`m not perfect...
i don`t know why it moves me
maybe i`m going to die soon
a secret known only to
know only to not even me
i want to live forever
i fear maybe you don`t
i fear that i will lose you
leave me here to carry on alone
that`s why i`m not that surprised
that one has broken away
has lifted from the silent earth
and carried me away
hope you have your camera....
a crystalline set of dominoes
except not really crystalline
and sort of dominoe-like
but not really
life is a tall white building
lifting from the silent earth
it`s carrying a message
carrying it away
i am only...
i am only...