Stumbling into a nest where I am welcomed
The reach of the sun has been buried for another day
The warmth of your voice asking for a bow
I would but I couldn't, I could but I wouldn't
As a drop of rain into a river,
The tide of our scream grazes masked angels
Time will change it, only the time
Where do we go to find our scattered dreams?
Answers for a day. Don't matter.
The day I can smile for a rolling penny