Muse
...musing since January 18, 2004
Of What We had to Lose
Sing my soul for days a-knew
For the Darkness’ gentle touch
Sing for hope and all that’s true
And for the last of this old crutch
Lose the lights that hinder the way
Of the ending’s rememberance
And lose the sight of the day
That had no meaning
Without dark and without white
In an impetrable blue
Searching for that one spirit
That be called untrue
The day is cracked
And the curse set loose
Like the dragon’s call
And holding on I feel no love
For that which was never loved at all
Take flight, oh myself
And fly away from here
An ocean awaits the shimmering sea
And the turqoise of the angel’s tear
Forget not what we once looked upon
With the sparkle of the miday’s moon
And midnight feels an endless ring
Of what we had to lose
<--- fall into my patterened tears... [return]
<---<--- catch me as i fall? [AA]