| evolution. 19may2002. one light headed cigarette and a sky without stars the late night cup of tea and silence. sleeping eyes and sleeping ears waves crashing against the sky brave souls against the wall and mine at the bench. the scenery never changes what used to calm and decipher, kills the places I�ve seen lack charm places I�ve been have lost meaning the things I do have disregarded my heart. enveloped in the clouds the moon sneaks through disguised in my hate, my love comes true. I�ve thought myself sick again the only cure is bed in dreams that only define too great end my day and start with hope anew meaningless ramble on thin pages thoughtless visions in my eyes I could sit away for days with my pictures the endless possibility of every night reaching revolution with my delusions but I have my truth. |