Clouds roll by...reeling is what they say... is it
just my way?
Wind blows by...low light...sidetracked...low light...
can't see my tracks
Your scent - way back...can I be here alone?
Clear a path to my home...blood runs dry...books &
jealousy tell me wrong...all I feel...calm...wind rolls
by...low light...car crash...low light...can't wear my
mask...your first.
My last...voice tells why...two birds is what they'll
see...getting lost upon their way...clouds roll by...
low...light...eye sight...low light...i don't need the
light...i'll find my way from wrong.
What's real. Our dream I see.