09 August 2012

Blinding

All the walls of dreaming
They were torn wide open
I could finally see
The spell was broken
All my bones began to shake
My eyes flew open
No more dreaming of the day
As if death itself was undone
No more calling like a crow
For a boy, for a body in the garden
No more dreaming like a girl
So in love, So in love
With the wrong world
With the wrong world