have you ever felt the sun on your back and the shine in your eyes looking out onto a great blue line where the horizon dies have you ever skipped a beat and now are staring at a stone it doesnt feel good when those emotions turn the into the feral the pain is so much more internal when it the heart in peril but the time goes on and the dirt settles you cant come home the days turn to years and the memory turns into destination the clock ticks against your souls beat almost like clarification but one day we will rule again when the flesh leaves the bone a mother a father a sister none of the above but the list goes on a loved one but not a lover just flowers growing in the winter sun i woke up late and missed the call if i hadnt slept then you'd possibly still have grown