Kiss the Whiskers of Sanity

Bottle up the tornados
And sell them as fuel
Feast your eyes on eclipse
And raise your glass to the mule
Bleach the canvas that plagued
Imagination and sand
Filling only to taste
What the windows could stand

You want what is taken
You take what you want
Your fate was mistaken
Your future to haunt
Your future to haunt

The river to polish
The fears of the sun
A cello to savor
A minor key's run
The colors that melt
As you boil their pain
Join the scars of the glaciers
The tears of the rain

You want what is taken
You take what you want
Your fate was mistaken
Your future to haunt

You want what is taken
You take what you want
Your fate was mistaken
Your future to haunt
Your future to haunt

Feel the softness of yearning
Reach up to forgive
Feel the chill of regret
For as long as you live
Kiss the whiskers of sanity
And dance to invent
As if nothing but light
Was the least to get bent

You want what is taken
You take what you want
Your fate was mistaken
Your future to haunt

You want what is taken
You take what you want
Your fate was mistaken
Your future to haunt



Credits
Writer(s): Sharon Ashley Rogers
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