The Spiral - A poem
It is the siral concept
In the sequence forget
In the mind it is kept
And in the madness it's slept
It is true? That you actually find the blue?
It is true? In the gardens that you grew?
It is true? That you were mine and nothing now?
It is true? That the spiral was all you knew?
I've never fallen from quite this high
And I know I might just die
The spiral keeps going straigh
While I fall apart twice a day
There is a shadow blue ad grey
And the spiral just goes away
We sing the golden ssequence
We find madness quite frequent
The wounds are still recent
We still need treatment
It is the siral concept
In the sequence forget
In the mind it is kept
And in the madness it's slept
It is true? That you actually find the blue?
It is true? In the gardens that you grew?
It is true? That you were mine and nothing now?
It is true? That the spiral was all you knew?
I've never fallen from quite this high
And I know I might just die
The spiral keeps going straigh
While I fall apart twice a day
There is a shadow blue ad grey
And the spiral just goes away
We sing the golden ssequence
We find madness quite frequent
The wounds are still recent
We still need treatment










