fear – Page 2 – Scriptorium '77

The Ides of March. Reprise

There are leftovers on the wall
Words of wisdom right before the fall
The people don’t know that yet

I don’t dream any more
Because all of a sudden
The life can be gone
And the dream with it

what you notice about the weak
they know where they can hurt others
and they will do

What a story we have
I want to behave
But my mind is spinning
While your mind is high

don’t fear
what’s in the future
the living
are dead way longer than they live

there is a hurricane in my mind
it needs calming
does it?
or is it better to let it out at night

Time seldom moves back
Circles, spirals and dark roads
Bright light in your back

on a trip to the shore
frightened to the core
binge-watching the whales
measuring the scales

There is a forest
There is a girl
There is the night
There is darkness

I don’t know; what happened?
Nothing.
So, why did you ask?
Do you like that?