Green dreams are the color of my pain, white the color of it's silence. But it's only a shadow, there is no lost space in these colors, only dreams of floating sands. Wishing for the torrent to reverse it's perverse flow. To care so much, to feel the beat of the drums again, that is what I miss. The obsession.
It is known, time is a wheel. It is said, sleep when your dead. Found. What happens when your found? What place is there in the After? Ka is a wheel, it is known. So what does Roland, last knight of gilead get after the tower is found? Could he lay down his fathers guns and take up the hoe? Sell leaf, nod and smile "yes, say thank ya'" Would those hands, those killers hands, those slinger hands, ever be good for anything else? How could he ever reach the top?
Ka is a wheel; both my nightmare and my comfort. I am a seeker, but now I've found. We all know what the next turn has for me. Hunting the hunt. I just need a new horizon to yearn for, a new god at my back.
It is known, time is a wheel. It is said, sleep when your dead. Found. What happens when your found? What place is there in the After? Ka is a wheel, it is known. So what does Roland, last knight of gilead get after the tower is found? Could he lay down his fathers guns and take up the hoe? Sell leaf, nod and smile "yes, say thank ya'" Would those hands, those killers hands, those slinger hands, ever be good for anything else? How could he ever reach the top?
Ka is a wheel; both my nightmare and my comfort. I am a seeker, but now I've found. We all know what the next turn has for me. Hunting the hunt. I just need a new horizon to yearn for, a new god at my back.
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