Muse
...musing since January 18, 2004
Ripple
4.11.03
Dancing on the greens
Of a far off shore
I heard this voice once in a dream-
But it haunts me no more
There is something in every corner
A ripple in all I touch
And they say I tried to little
But I wanted it too much
If this is the end
Then tell me please-
Where did it all start
I tried to read the writing-
Yet it was too dark
<--- fall into my patterened tears... [return]
<---<--- catch me as i fall? [AA]