Crystal Stilts

I discern a subtle stream converging in the quiet

Just behind the silence my mind has slipped inside it

I can feel a past being fed me, a second hand future's misled me

Second hand futures misled me, I feel a fate being fed me



To devour my memories in a single sitting

Seems the only means the only means befitting

A reunion with my beloved, a reunion with the sun

A reunion with the stars, a reunion with the sun



Though I know endless dawn awaits

Still I rotate at the gate to watch my life escape

Never turning as it runs

My reunion with the sun never turning as it runs

Never turning as it runs



I discern a subtle stream converging in the quiet

Just behind the silence my mind has slipped inside it

My mind has slipped inside it