Thursday, March 26, 2009

You fell into a rut
Your spring had been sprung
Your clocks all run down
Feet keep flailing around
As you’re trying to run

And the stark messy sky
in your kaleidoscope mind
Keeps on whirling away
A dervish a day
And you wonder why

The sun won’t come up
The teardrops won’t come
The stars won’t go down
But they huddle around
Asking you for the time

A future commandeered
A feeling cantilevered
Until it wears out
Until it falls down
We all come around
We’re stuck in this town

We can’t escape
To a time or place
Where I can’t see your face
And you can’t see mine

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