for ringing
division bells
hearing them ring too
soon, threatened by shadows
of random precision cast
by the
Dark sides of the Moon,
comfortably numb
Time maddeningly
clocking ,
the loonies in the hall,
hey you, out there getting
old fading smiles
easing all your pain
show me where it hurts
my hands two balloons
now i have the fever again
so, I think can you tell
tell if I can feel
smiles from what I might trade
cold comfort for change
a lost soul
a look in the eye
caught in the stutter of a cold breeze
blowing shining
on misty reaching for a secret