I am lost in rhythms and muted laughs Swirls of color and ambience An audience aware of the climactic end A Neverland where time begins
One dress, five thousand colors One word, ten million falters We are time and time resets
New is the age Of light and of rage Infinite hands Turn backwards the page
If God is the answer Then what is the equation?
Braith Soul · Wed Feb 25, 2009 @ 07:19am · 0 Comments |