The Labrynthe

Hurry,

up and wait.

Some things are much worse than fate.

Scurry,

through the maze.

Steps distintegrate each pace.

Falling away.

So serene.

When you forget what it means.

To be a fool or a stranger?

Stars on the skin pull me under.

Curs-ed, he

who is sane.

Never truly feels the rain.

Sure, of

all he sees.

Yet is blind to his own dreams.

Falling away.

So serene.

When you forget what it means.

To be a fool or a stranger?

Galaxies spin on our fingers.

Where,

is not here or there.

If you dare.

Appear.

Be not near or far...

Twilight casting archetypes.

Falling asleep.

Then i saw my reflection melting in the snow.

Something seemed to stir beneathe the stones.

Shadow face peering out.

Asks "Why do you cry?"

Said "For i am just the crashing of a wave."

"Unlike the snow, i may not return..."

See my face on the abyss.

I'm not prepared to tell you this.

Looking back on what i missed.

I'm not prepared to tell you this.

Doors, o-pen

with ease,

for a fool who has the keys.

Scaling,

walls of stone.

Courtyards sing with emerald tone.

Falling away.

So serene.

When you forget what it means.

To be a fool or a stranger?

Counting the lightning and thunder.

WHere?

Tis not here or there,

beware.

Appear.

Be not near or... far.