Inside



Swing low in dark glass hour

you turn to cower

see it turn to dust



move on a stone dark night

we take to flight

snowfall turns to rust



seam in a fusing mine

like a nursing rhyme

fat man starts to fall



year in a hostile place

I hear your face

start to call



and If you think that I've been loosing my way

that's because I'm slightly blinded

If you think that I don't make to much sense,

that's because I'm broken minded

But don't keep it...

INSIDE

if you believe it

don't keep it all inside



strong words in a ganges sky

I have to lie

shadows moves in pairs



Ring out from a bursied postcard

in the shooting yard

looking through the tears



out of the black slate time

we move in line

but never reach an end



fall in a long stray town

as the ice comes down

rivers start to bend



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