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Leaves no crossroads, fences, locked or blocked
for your open senses
In despair
If you're there
From it will grow something beautiful and clear
Through times the footprints like dirt on glass
Leaves no crossroads, fences, locked or blocked
for your open senses
In despair
You are near
The time glass that hides
The time glass that sees
Where it be and
what it leaves
As tickling fingers and
feet that stumble
Nerves so restless
Heartbeats that's yearning so much
Craving your souls needs in this
Crystal ball Blues as an ocean of answers
passes through times
Like footprints of dirt on glass
( song )
To think with the feelings
To feel in the thoughts
To manipulate clearly
something mine
Something yours
To feel the streams of
words and rhyme
To know in the eye
of a mirror of time
Right there
In the end of your hand
As a personal
creation of man
And just like ink and lead
has spread
Gunshots fired
Feathers said
There might be a limit
'tween the living and the dead
To hold up that mirror
Reflecting this show
Really to enter now
and really to know
Forever be feeling this limit of time
And that shivering surface of body and mind
This could be
Exactly what you hold
And the only thing
that you need to know
To think with the feelings
To feel in the thoughts
To manipulate clearly
something mine
Something yours
To feel the streams of
words and rhyme
To know in the eye
of a mirror of time
Poetry by MeisI
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Written on 2006-10-29 at 18:36
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Three different versions................
http://www11.nrk.no/urort/user/song.aspx?mmmid=337469
http://www11.nrk.no/urort/user/song.aspx?mmmid=304404
http://www11.nrk.no/urort/user/song.aspx?mmmid=261703
Crystalball Blues ( intro poem )
Through times the footprints like dirt on glassLeaves no crossroads, fences, locked or blocked
for your open senses
In despair
If you're there
From it will grow something beautiful and clear
Through times the footprints like dirt on glass
Leaves no crossroads, fences, locked or blocked
for your open senses
In despair
You are near
The time glass that hides
The time glass that sees
Where it be and
what it leaves
As tickling fingers and
feet that stumble
Nerves so restless
Heartbeats that's yearning so much
Craving your souls needs in this
Crystal ball Blues as an ocean of answers
passes through times
Like footprints of dirt on glass
( song )
To think with the feelings
To feel in the thoughts
To manipulate clearly
something mine
Something yours
To feel the streams of
words and rhyme
To know in the eye
of a mirror of time
Right there
In the end of your hand
As a personal
creation of man
And just like ink and lead
has spread
Gunshots fired
Feathers said
There might be a limit
'tween the living and the dead
To hold up that mirror
Reflecting this show
Really to enter now
and really to know
Forever be feeling this limit of time
And that shivering surface of body and mind
This could be
Exactly what you hold
And the only thing
that you need to know
To think with the feelings
To feel in the thoughts
To manipulate clearly
something mine
Something yours
To feel the streams of
words and rhyme
To know in the eye
of a mirror of time
Poetry by MeisI
Read 566 times
Written on 2006-10-29 at 18:36
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