Bang in the centre of my head
It stays all the time.
Drinking all these worldly treasures in.
Claws at my deepest fears and,
Stirs up a storm.
Wield your cunning powers
Another day
Let me go and let me
Have my day.
The wait for the horses lasted
Ten full days
Days of apprehension and a little pain.
But the story now plays inside
The warmth of this wood.
Wield your cunning powers
Another day
Let me go and let me
Have my day.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
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