Monday, 26 March 2007

Teardrop

Haltingly, unsurely walking down a once familiar path. No longer surefooted - the footholds that you once knew seem to have disappeared. It isn't night. The sun shines brightly in the lush green. But dark green. Too bright, the light. Things you thought you knew have changed. Morphed into gigantic pillars of indifference, of unfamiliar courtesy. You're stumbling in the dark...

Love, love is a verb
Love is a doing word
Feathers on my breath
Gentle impulsion
Shakes me makes me lighter
Feathers on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Feathers on my breath

Nine night of matter

Black flowers blossom
Feathers on my breath
Black flowers blossom
Feathers on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Feathers on my...

Water is my eye

Most faithful mirror
Feathers on my breath
Teardrops on the fire of a confession
Feathers on my breath
Most faithful mirror
Feathers on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Feathers on my breath


You're stumbling in the dark
You're stumbling in the dark


Feeling: vindicated!!!!
Listening to: Massive Attack - Teardrop

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