Mischief Looks Out a Window
It ran along the backbone like a stoney ripple plunged
Darker in the deep of hearty's forgotten tarn
How high, how high did that water rise?
To be carried off by conduits, banked by its fall
Oh Europe it lays waiting, it's crumbled castles ungunned
Docked are the hopes of ships which once followed each sun
That sky, that sky was thick then with lies
That was years ago honey, it's light-years away still
Broken hearted, broken hearts mend
Get the better of them all
You see, warm are the icecaps north of your blind wanderings
Give a sigh to them I dare, they'll groan back a cheer
God knows, Darwin knows that ain't a shame
And mischief looks out a window, the Sun in at you
Hum at a guess that the terrors of dreaming are smiling
Happily defeated and receding to clear
Those skies, those skies awaiting your name
Just swing the propeller, above weather, it's all blue
Whole hearted, whole hearted my friend
Get the better of them all...
Copyright © Mathieu De Casanove | Year Posted 2014
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