zondag 28 augustus 2022

Wandering minds think alike

The sleeping sand,
A wandering crow.
A toothless smile,
And I dreamt of the end.
I dreamt of my end.
Stay a while?
Why do they all leave like the others did?
As a wandering crow and a sandman.

They tell me those lies,
My love, deep inside.
Like a sea of whispering,
I get lost in their eyes.
I'm lost in my own eyes.
In my own mind.
Singing Ave Maria to an endless crowd.
My darling, they're who told me those lies.

One rock and stones roll,
Landslides releasing thoughts. 
I no longer know silence 
And it's taking a toll.
I'm feeling the toll.
Just no more.
Scraping metal that sounds like breathing. 
Just one rock and it makes a landslide roll.

It's gonna roll down
And crush me,
Isn't it?

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