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by Absinth Eyes Jan 13, 2008 category : Life, society / meaning of life
I stand in a dream With rounded skies The blue pools on the outside It's almost black and white A face that always changes Speaking words it never knew Unaware of what it is As it stumbles through the night And should it meet another soul They'll lock hands for the night And dance with death on train tracks Waiting for a crash of light And should the trains come calling They shall part without a breathe Their glances never touching The hearts remain unmet And when trains slide between them They can simply dance away And leave the night to whisper All their secrets to the day And should they meet ever again The colors mark their hearts And they will part forever more From dancing in the dark