How can you not reach out for the prize you couldn't take And when the cry fell upon us it was impossible to hold And falling close behind it in an oracle of power Its reach clasped me tightly but the crying just got louder Distance between the corners met for dinner Whilst the silence called the orders and it couldn't help but listen into rumours when all it knew was how the mechanics worked I won't remember movement As I wont remember patience The music of the menial is all that springs to mind And the distance still gets greater as the roadways keep on forming and the movement keeps on moving and the memories keep on stalling and the minds eye keeps on closing to any sense or meaning and the minds eye keeps on closing to any sense or feeling and it will stay like this forever and the cards will keep on turning But it will stay like this forever but it still wont stop hurting. by Kassariana | |||
