domingo, abril 13, 2008


on bended knee
is no way to be free
lifting up an empty cup
i ask silently
all my destinations
will accept the one that's me
so i can breathe

circles they grow
and they swallow people whole
half their lives they say goodnight
to wives they'll never know
a mind full of questions
and a teacher in my soul
and so it goes

don't come closer
or I'll have to go
holding me like gravity
are places that pull
if ever there was someone
to keep me at home
it would be you