all around you the clouded imagery of friendship
windy trails, soon will turn to snow
and i am there
watching windy trails consume you (don't let it consume you)
the depths of the streets-all leading down to the waters edge
where i live now
i spend my nights dancing on the beach
in bare feet i am sinking my toes
i wish there was others-soon there will be others (she told me)
you are much too powerful,
and she is much too evil,
and i am much too fragile,
and we are much too kind,
and he is much too beautiful,
and they are much too cynical
no one cares, about the world that you think you live in (or how loudly you speak,)
