Full of pity for what was promulgated. Watch how I chortle with a tone of "Nobody cares". Is cackling like a witch amusing that much? Might look around; no one seems to listen. My dear friend, cracking jokes will never be our forte. Well, just too engaged in our own lives. Can't say 'Go get a life' when it's kinda rigid turning around, especially when you got stabbed by a knife. And you know, just too fab that you don't actually have ;)

the sun's glowing heat
hid behind the cloud's retreat
twas not a fine treat

Floating along on the outer edge

Filling in the in between

If time stood still there'd be nothing left

But the breaking of glass inside of the dream

There's a light that shines in the corner

That seems to come from somewhere beyond

Shining itself on the darkened side

Of the waters  you once swam upon

If you trust it will change in its meaning

If it must it will change in your mind

Turning its back in its leaving

Leaving it all back behind

The tune that it always carries

Is a bolder that is tied to its waist

Unto itself it is married

Stepping off the path it has laid

Bringing about a decision

Yet never quite sure what it means

Lagging behind in its vision

Fallen deeper into the dream