Sunday, July 05, 2009

3 short ones

Sing like you’re more than just blind
Soar like you’ve only just met the sky
The joy of not knowing is truly bliss
To love, fall, hurt and again, begin


Nothing more than a cycle,
The ups, downs and flat-out plateaus
Attempting to live all life
In not less than a few seconds.


Can not fathom where this leads.
Today is only here and now
Yesterday’s best forgotten
All we’re left with is you and me
and the strange reality we're leading.


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