underneath the mask of the sulphur sky

a bunch of us were busy waiting,

watching the people looking ill-at-ease,

watching the fraying rope get closer to breaking.



Women and men moved back and forth

in between effect and cause

and just beyond the range of normal sight

this glittering joker was dancing in the dragon's jaws



Let me be a little of your breath

moving over the face of the deep --

i want to be a particle of your light

flowing over the hills of morning.



The only sign you gave of who you were

when you first came walking down the road,

was the way the dust motes danced around

your feet in a cloud of gold.



But everything you see's not the way it seems --

tears can sing and joy shed tears.

You can take the wisdom of this world

and give it to the ones who think it all ends here!



Let me be a little of your breath

moving over the face of the deep --

i want to be a particle of your light

flowing over the hills of morning