Sipping dripping slipping now Swimming singing resting foul Spinning twirling leaping ground Hitting impact silence all round Unaware declared bare an bound Tied sighed you broke the crowd
Being seeing the giants eyes Dreaming breathing believe the lies Hurdling curdling expired fate Blinding deafening tasteless straight
You are on the path Dont change course On par with the past Your voice, divorced
Smiling laughing blissful stare Ignorant masses bubbling care Boiling blood stains my hair Fair any better an you beware You might not return from over there
Puzzle muzzle chaining the dog Subtle but troubled stuck in the fog Fitting but fleeting sleep is their job I tumble i fumble i failed the lot