Seadust

How long have you been sleeping on this burning desire to catch a bird and learn how to Fly
And filter the sun
Be still, your body's sinking faster
Head in the sand, nowhere to land
It's worse to deny what you'll become, when a loosening dream slips through
The passage is closed round you

Short while between the moon eclipsing
Four dozen years beside a septic look in your eyes
You'd hate to rely upon the receding tide to lose the morning Porcelain hands to hold Your own would fracture, the same as mine

Found your place, part of a losing race
Endless hallways
Silent hate turns to an injured fate, and you'll turn to dust



Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Brown
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