I've got you addicted like a bad drug habit. I'll keep to the sky though. Up, up and away from all the killers and the crows.
Upon a cloud I will lay my weary head.
Rest my eyes in translucent, creme-coloured splendor.
Then I got down on my knees and began to pray. The prayer went up and lamentations were exalted.Something told me an answer was waiting; but the question, I lost it.
forever a mystery
to my mind.
The end is always the beginning for someone other than yourself, so long as you don't get stuck in the middle. In the middle was a beginning. A point in time fixed upon a line, stretching out of sight, and out of time. Sometimes out of mind.
That's where she went to be.
Upon a cloud I will lay my weary head.
Rest my eyes in translucent, creme-coloured splendor.
Then I got down on my knees and began to pray. The prayer went up and lamentations were exalted.Something told me an answer was waiting; but the question, I lost it.
forever a mystery
to my mind.
The end is always the beginning for someone other than yourself, so long as you don't get stuck in the middle. In the middle was a beginning. A point in time fixed upon a line, stretching out of sight, and out of time. Sometimes out of mind.
That's where she went to be.
