I step onto the street – people flashing by
guided by belief I try to catch another eye
but all I see is shadows – shells of what is there
give me grace to melt my heart
so I may feel what lies inside of me – and change
Raise it high and fly..
Everywhere I look – to the front or from behind
multiple sensations to fill my senses fine
shoes in which I can dance – foods that fill my eyes
beautiful people with beautiful lives
is this the human world, truth or lies? truth or lies?