*I'll dance with the tornado
Go along its willful flow
Would you go right by my side?
Fly open and never hide?
The storms come, whether
anyone likes it or not
Maybe we'll get caught
Maybe we'll put up a fight
Win or even not quite
But I'll come with you in
lesser and in enough
Down to the impossible,
down to the rough
Calm is where you are
However high, however far
So I'll catch the stars
with my one hand
Our infinity has long been
written in the sand
Time fits in the curve
of your eyes
As your lips turn
to the grayest skies
I'll be the pedestal
you can lean unto
even if it was built by
only one
and not two*
Jul 2, 2015
Jul 2, 2015 at 6:48 AM UTC
*I'll dance with the tornado
Go along its willful flow
Would you go right by my side?
Fly open and never hide?
The storms come, whether
anyone likes it or not
Maybe we'll get caught
Maybe we'll put up a fight
Win or even not quite
But I'll come with you in
lesser and in enough
Down to the impossible,
down to the rough
Calm is where you are
However high, however far
So I'll catch the stars
with my one hand
Our infinity has long been
written in the sand
Time fits in the curve
of your eyes
As your lips turn
to the grayest skies
I'll be the pedestal
you can lean unto
even if it was built by
only one
and not two*
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