Sung In
"Sung In"
We are notes
on the tongue
of God
Each of us words
in a never ending
sentence
Music is math
God breathes us in
out of Time
We are but droplets
past and present
participles
wet behind the ears
unable to hear
the full melody
of
"what is this song?"
We move
punched out
perfect and yet wrong
holy and unholy
chords pulled tight
and we are automata running
under the pedals
of bare feet bleeding
playing a symphony
We do not fully understand
and we are slowly
beings being
low tides
caught in the ripped veil
sung in
blind
unseeing
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
Radiohead - "Everything In Its Right Place" (slow version)
Artist: XavieRinato
https://youtu.be/B5mrbr5qTDQ
Copyright © Lady Labyrinth | Year Posted 2020
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