|
Sleepless Incidental
|
|
Sightless, he watches the columns collide
|
As he wanders the canyon relentlessly wide
|
Empires are burning, the rain cuts his skin
|
And in every direction the sound closes in
|
Time, only time, have I
|
And already I'm not okay
|
|
He falls in with the unwashed and unfed
|
He will sleep for the first time, no crib for a bed
|
In these extraordinary lanes
|
He is blind again, unaware still
|
|
From the greatest height and to the furthest end
|
Without association, he will bend
|
And walking with the wounded, old and thin
|
Made to be paraded, bring the misfit in
|
How to overpower the avenues of steel
|
In my illusion, what if this is real ?
|
Sleepless incidental, what I really need
|
Is how to now avoid the full stampede
|
|
I'm only taking time
|
And I'm not where I want to be now
|
|
|
|
-----------------
|
Sleepless Incidental
|
| IQ |
