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