Out of the Collective

I died before I was born

And I cried when you slipped away....

Chorus:

We didn't know it, but we felt it

We didn't know, yet we felt it

We didn't know it, then we felt it

And when we felt it, then we knew

Oh, we knew

Yes, we knew....

Let's slip outta this time, back into the collective

Let's slip outta this time, back into the colle-ective!

So long ago, together in the nebulae

Had we passed each other then, bonding in spirit?

'Cause I felt myself dying, when you were born

When you slipped out of the conscious collective.....into the human race.

Refrain:

Here, where there's no time, but when it came

There came the wait...oh, and the weight

For, in slipping out of the collective, distracting the soul

You slipped away from me, till we met again.

And so, we're no longer out of the collective....

S T, 6 June 2013

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Notes: Written so long ago.

Inspired partly by "A Brave New World" by Aldous Huxley...and The Outer Limits.

I enjoy reading and movies, sci-fi and overcoming improbability ..... amongst other things :)

sub-entry:

'no poet'

yes, no poet stands here in this place
just a tryer, passing off colourful words
into sepia images
no longer feeling so desperate to prove
oh, it really matters no more...

..no poet stands here
upon the appointed hour, bird flies
like a built-in metronome abides
the call to destiny is made...

stepping out yet still there
alone now, the breeze now opens
felt is...an unbroken flow

come, please .....take me hand

:)

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