Broken bones, wrapped in tape
Sitting alone in a crowd that’s stumbling round
Falling down
Lost in time and lost in space
Those bright dark eyes please meet mine
Stood in honour of this place
Moving this too huge world apart
Watching lines
Empty cans to hide my face
A brand new morning to take control
I feel everything
Again here, on the floor
With sound as a friend in darkened rooms
My whole life
Walking now on feathered toes
Staring back into your soul
Something new, for something lost
Loosing these thoughts to run with you
Standing up
To take your hand, led away
I am open, I am ready for it all
I feel everything
Sunday, 17 January 2010
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