Where It Leads Iv

An entire world at my fingertips searching for a crack so it can flow through it and cast a new face on the world we live in today Where does it lead, none may know take my hand, let's go Walk with me, experience with a different mindset the stage is set, the actors are ready steady, steady...enjoy Ten thousand against one, one won quality over quantity, the end. Strange isn't it, what is the higher the quality the more quantity proclaims it unworthy and buries it That's not true, doesn't make any sense at all, actually Truth wanted to say something, lie raised its hand first "There's water in the desert" - Truth died of thirst Dear Muse would you please amuse this mortal and shed your benevolent light, washing away the gloomy lack of inspiration felt today I'd very much like to get lost in the madness of creation forgetting about time and to orchestrate a symphony of letters for you until the sky turns blue; and beyond, until all the stars stop shining, waiting for your presence to reignite their core (I know you are here, he..he...) I'd even intervene in the Greater Scheme of the Universe mess with the fabric of time, rearrange some galaxies just to feel you closer, to make you mine Dear Muse bestow upon me the World's greatest rhyme just so it can withstand the trials of time and those who read this gentle line; feel your embrace as you infuse inspiration with such indulgence, grace Rip my soul out of its socket, place into a rocket and send me towards the Sun, I want my feelings to run, flee and finally be free from the burden of your love Once my soul fuses with the scorching plasma it will take but a few moments for it to be one with the Sun don't shed tears my darling, wait for the approaching dawn once the sunrise arrives bathe in my feelings You see, no matter how much your love burdens me I will always find a way to light your darkest day I may be mute but for you I will always speak poetry and remain sane as I'm taken over by insanity I don't have that much to offer, in fact I might even stutter as I speak, you make weak, my legs tremble and I try really hard to assemble the broken pieces of my heart