BACK OF MIND
-\"but if the God rides a bus with us, there is still a faith\"
it\'s not too early to get up, babe,
at least to receiving his bless.
a snapshot with flashing light
a free-falling object in the dark
never drip out of the mouth
you hold it and you hold it
and never breathe out a breath
you hold it and you hold it
in a second it will smell
so just let it out
it itches, it extends
underneath a silver stream
between the cold and the frozen
a hole in the bone
a fresh catch in the morn
no name for the creature with a cross sign
but a big fella turning into a tiny little giant
to our babys\' sandcastles yet with the moonshine
four eyes are openning up in the back of mind
just keep praying,
the sun almost comes out.
no matter the earth stops turning
or the sky has cloud,
-Mz |
