I Run
The turbulent wing
Brings us to the storm
Lightning on the brow
Of my eyes
So I cannot see anything
Beyond the edge.
I can feel my way though
The earth is not round
To the touch
The air sinks in
Dense
I run and run and run.
Brings us to the storm
Lightning on the brow
Of my eyes
So I cannot see anything
Beyond the edge.
I can feel my way though
The earth is not round
To the touch
The air sinks in
Dense
I run and run and run.