Vibrations
Sense the tiger
Louder and louder
Screaming and screaming
Pouncing apon the tree
Loudly screaming
So gleefully
Vibrations

Tree isn't sure
The tiger is right
Snake still had
The hardest bite
If only it were true
If only it were right
That the fur of the lion
Would jump back with fright

The tree set about
Telling his tale
Of lions and tigers
And the wind's harsh gale
Jamming and painting
Fresh air burning high
Power
Power in his eyes

Signs are showing
Which way he's going
But he's not sure
If this door
Is true
Or if it is
Quite simply put
A wolf

Wolves are so quiet
Playing
In the clouds
But the mist of that height
Cleverly shrouds
The wolf's true
Intentions
With the snakes new
Vibrations

Wolf pounces high
And swallows the snake
Quickly and violently
The ground starts to shake
The tree can't believe
He's looking at her
The lion standing there
With a new coat of fur

Tiger bounce over
Tiger please leave
Don't disturb the peace
Of the lions and the trees
The moon now realise
The tale, oh so quaint
The stars now realise
It's time now to paint

Gently pulsating
To the rhythm
Feet are tapping
To the beat
But the wolf will never
Admit defeat

The wolf loves
Loves the clouds
Fluffy, bouncing
Caring, exciting
He can feel it
Getting near
He can feel it
Losing cheer

Sleeping

To the highest peak
The wolf will sneak
The cloud it knows
How the feeling grows
And loses touch
In the shadow of the rose

Did he hear himself thinking?
Did the floor stop growing?
Or did the cloud lose it's shape?
The wolf it seems, is losing touch
As the cloud, the cloud sreams ****

The wolf loves, loves the clouds
Fluffy, bouncing
Caring, exciting
But the cloud
Doesn't
Love him back

Sleeping

To the highest peak
The wolf will sneak
The cloud it knows
How the feeling grows
And loses touch
In the shadow

Is he burning
Or is he sleeping
The tree is gently
Weeping
For the lion
Comes back
Today

It was painted
In the stars
The lion and the tree
Never together
Never forever
Broken by
The wind

The lion won't help
The tree won't breathe
For the softness
Has turned to scale
The treeStill sings
By his lake
But the lion
Is now
A snake

Slippery comfort
He starts to hiss
The tree doesn't
Understand
This new found bliss
Lots of sharpness
Lots of noise
The snake now
Understands
The softness
Of a lion

Tiger moving onward
In
Snake moving backward
Out
Tree singing by the lake
Paddling in water
Shallow
Not for the heart
Not for her
Hot for the softness
Of tiger's fur

It was painted
In the stars
The tiger and
The tree
Together forever
Perfect harmony

The moon sang tonight
And the stars
They whispered, away their sorrow
Yet the tree
Still staggers in the distance
Waiting
For the wind
To breathe

But the tree
Doesn't know
His own name
And he doesn't understand
Why he's here
So the lion
Helps him see
His true face

So the lion
Understands what
Is happening
Though not the softness
Of her fur
The moon
Still sings it's sweet sorrow
The stars are too far gone to care

The tigers
Cannot see
The lion
And the tree
Together in perfect
Harmony
But the grass
Welcomes with it's hands

Banging and crashing
Too sharp, too loud
Moons cannot read
And stars cannot paint
But the tree
Ceases to exist
For the wind
Has blown away the lion

The hour
Is upon us all
The hour
Has come
The hour
Is upon you
The hour
Is judging you
The hour
Is ending now
The hour
Has examined you
The hour
Finds you a lie
The hour
Sentences you now
The hour
Gives you life
The hour
Will be back again
The hour
Is all the same

Every day I feel so alive
Every day I die
Every day I get so cold
Every day I fry
Every day I sit so still
Every day I lie
Every day I fall in line
Every day I defy
Every day I state so clear
Every day I imply
Every day I Stand alone
Every day I ally
Every day I laugh so loud
Every day I sigh
Every day the end is nigh
So every day I cry