straightfacedlies

One day you'll forget to remember, how doth glow the burning ember. One night when the snow has fallen, you'll forget to hear your calling. One time when all is done, past when the end has begun.. One day you'll be free. Sometimes when the light is just right, I swear I can hear the birds cawing by night. They pilfer and plunder through the fog and rain, oh how they cry out in both pleasure and pain. Can't you just lie in my water and float, I'll fear no storm while your eye is my boat.        Mystical seasons, sometimes the leaves change. Lost all order to my malfunction, how odd- how strange. An anomally in the fabric of space, here in

Volcanoes erupt? Trees grow? What madness ,   when an underground river can no longer flow. Whispering men, and their whispering ways.. I hope when they leave, the bad man stays.