Now its like days fly by
quicker than the night time.
Dreamers of the night sky
crave friends of their own kind.
Thrown from the curtains turning pale to a distant grey.
Feathers fall like bricks in the way that they weigh.
Watching through the glass, hoping time takes a break.
But the sand ignores my plea and falls lazily with haste.
I can see some good stuff in
I can see some good stuff in here.. Questionable is the lazy with haste and I get that it is a reflection of the juxtaposing feathers comment but logically it doesn't read well perhaps hastily decides to fall lazily? However I enjoyed the style and the concept! Cheers ss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
its not meant to be logical.
its not meant to be logical. sometimes time moves slow for you (lazily) sometimes time moves too fast (haste)