Close Hearted Open Minded
Closed captioned clocks
ready to tick in no motion
silent windows break their walls
to pick it all up, what you left
ready to cast away and Sail
through endless seas of forest
the train was waiting, it was waiting so very long
i told them to wait, i did...but they wouldn't listen
ears plugged with medicine
sometimes things are hard and you remember the birds
how high they fly, or the cold mornings where your
breath can take your own mind away from the ground
and your self dances to the sight of the morning light
and sometimes
it's hard to compensate for.

















