Monday, December 1, 2008

I never had the nerve to make the final cut

Through the fish-eyed lens of tear stained eyes
I can barely define the shape of this moment in time
And far from flying high in clear blue skies
I'm spiraling down to the hole in the ground where i hide.

1 comment:

Phil said...

Never say never, sweetheart!

"All good things in all good time."