The slower I move
The better I fall
How brilliant my senses are when they\'re gone
As the camera stands still
In silent mode
Where does my heart go
After it\'s gone?
The stillness of magnitude closes the door
And I\'m left alone to wonder
About my life
So what\'s the story with this piece
That fluctuates the puzzle?
How can two people love
If there\'s any love at all?
I wonder as the same house crosses my mind
The written gestures in a poem
Have no rhymes
As I clean the countertops of a destined fail
I think of all lovers that have suffered
In the seriousness of emptiness
The realness remains
As the ball drops at midnight once again
Oh feel my heart drop like thunder
The rain is starting to drench
The poor souls who have fallen
In the deep pictures of fame,
Oh what fame takes the soul
When the spirit is dying?
For all souls are dying at this point
The chivalry that drives the maintenance fees
Watches the houses burn in delight
Oh where are my roses
That were hung out to dry?
Did they burn with the rest of the roses?
I see two people
Fighting in the street,
Where on earth is the love in there?
For the power of greed boasts all lively souls
I wonder
As I wonder some more...