Fleeting expressions culminate
in rich tapestries given a chance,
you , tripped over my shoe.
I , touched your arm
We tumbled into conversation , we tumbled out of bed , we tumbled in emotion
history unsaid
Cultures with the same mind , how we are running the game
Tourists who go by the same name a single sigh when words escape our minds
Reeling as the waves roll in.
In ,
In,
In,
The tide is coming out again , we can walk across the quicksands with the chartered marks written by the corrosive tides , i'd whisper this to you , but there is no distance
Space but an illusion
Aug 1, 2013
Aug 1, 2013 at 10:02 AM UTC
Fleeting expressions culminate
in rich tapestries given a chance,
you , tripped over my shoe.
I , touched your arm
We tumbled into conversation , we tumbled out of bed , we tumbled in emotion
history unsaid
Cultures with the same mind , how we are running the game
Tourists who go by the same name a single sigh when words escape our minds
Reeling as the waves roll in.
In ,
In,
In,
The tide is coming out again , we can walk across the quicksands with the chartered marks written by the corrosive tides , i'd whisper this to you , but there is no distance
Space but an illusion
