Reasons for the Storms
Lucid tanglings of details
Lost in irrequitable dreams
Leaving us restlessly paralyzed
In the distance of silent streams
Each drop a crystal torture
Each breeze a frozen scar
And when the storm does calm
It makes us who we are.
Lucid tanglings of details
Lost in irrequitable dreams
Leaving us restlessly paralyzed
In the distance of silent streams
Each drop a crystal torture
Each breeze a frozen scar
And when the storm does calm
It makes us who we are.