connection

fall
let go
flow

stir
a life
strife

tell
so much
touch

sing
a while
smile

dig
a lie
die

((it didn't save my indentations... D: ))

Right to You

And i'm spinning, spinning round
my feet will never touch the ground
they won't till i hear the sound
and by then i'm falling.

falling like a shooting star
falling right to where you are
trapped inside that bright glass jar
but by then you're dying.

dying with a piteous moan
your body turning all to bone
and not the devil will even loan
some time for you to love again.