standing still in deadened halt
at walls no one can see
laying down my unsheathed sword
at dried up stormy sea
hold my hands
here out to spell
those words i never said
and lay my heart down on soft ground
in dreams alive
and dead.
standing still in deadened halt
at walls no one can see
laying down my unsheathed sword
at dried up stormy sea
hold my hands
here out to spell
those words i never said
and lay my heart down on soft ground
in dreams alive
and dead.