Inside

Stiltskin

The Mind's Eye

Inside

Swing low in dark glass hour

you turn to cover

see it turn to dust

move on a stone dark night

we take to flight

swonfall turns to rust

seam in a fusing mine

like a nursing rhyme

fat man starts to fall

year in a hostile place

I hear your face

start to call

and If you think that I've been loosing my way

that's because I'm slightly blinded

If you think that I don't make to much sense,

that's because I'm broken minded

But don't keep it...

INSIDE

if you belive it

don't keep it all inside

strong words in a ganges sky

I have to lie

shadows moves in pairs

Ring out from a brusied postcard

in the shooting yard

looking throught the tears

out of the black slate time

we move in line

but never reach an end

fall in a long stray town

as the ice comes down

rivers start to bend

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