one day soon
i will play music so loud
that the gods will shake the earth
just to make me stop
and as the world shakes
i will dance a stuttering waltz
over the temples of these vengeful gods
how does one leave footprints
on water
i can no longer reach you
but i can brush up against the glass
that shall separate your heart
and my actions
nothing but a lie
like the weight of the wind
nothing but a tale
like the time that has been
so lost intime
and as so born into the hands of the wind
that carries me further away from you
and closer to myself
closer to the truth
and closer yet still
to the lies of the wind
zebrasindenver 