Falling freely into cascading commotion
Sound and scent engulf emotion
[Not everything is as important as it seems]
Cars creaking find their way to houses heaving
Daily doldrums of amorous ambition
[Not even love guiding can prevent loneliness]
Streaming spouts leave rusty rings
Shoes worn short between dreamless dozing
[Not entirely awake are you?]
[Not every day do bluebirds come]
[Not every day do miracles come]
[Not every day does vision come]
Dec 6, 2011
Dec 6, 2011 at 10:55 PM UTC
Falling freely into cascading commotion
Sound and scent engulf emotion
[Not everything is as important as it seems]
Cars creaking find their way to houses heaving
Daily doldrums of amorous ambition
[Not even love guiding can prevent loneliness]
Streaming spouts leave rusty rings
Shoes worn short between dreamless dozing
[Not entirely awake are you?]
[Not every day do bluebirds come]
[Not every day do miracles come]
[Not every day does vision come]
This one owes its title to The Doors' "The End".
