Clouds Motion -

The sun is broken

I’ve seen the scattered forms of glass

And time is reaching

The speed of a formless demon’s flight

And you’ve become the queen of cloudy skies

And I need brightness

Lit mad fire

The nights end sooner

And words cannot shape hands and smiles

But not a single soul will weep

Once I thrusted the walls all around me

Once I rescued, the remains of my desires…

It’s the whispering breeze, not me

It’s the rain who strikes the blinds

And alone she left the clouds there trapped

But I was not there

Demons kill when angels die

In my head…

A sense of blind quest

Will raise my instincts to spread signs

Far beyond the ocean’s end

Now, now I see what this can mean

Just an odd and perturbed mind

That is no longer to try so hard

This must be the scene to surrender and hold…