vurtomatic
Bluelight Crew
the kind that join
dots (separates earth (horizon) sky)
intersect like paths like rivers
meandering lines (our lives
that are boxes (we are trapped)
that fence (shapes) that define (limit)
us but (we try) have to
break (out(line)
of a visage (in the sky) fluffy white
so pretty so far cottony
your face is made of lines
((i cant trace)
between us by this thread
i hold to my ear your heart
beats a squiggly (line)
it echoes in (my hand
in your hand like paths
on a map our life(lines) intersect
and we chart our journey
(as we walk to
the end of (our) line (one thread)
a yarn of three fates they weaved
a tapestry (of lines) we lived
as they snip (we were but lines)
dots (separates earth (horizon) sky)
intersect like paths like rivers
meandering lines (our lives
that are boxes (we are trapped)
that fence (shapes) that define (limit)
us but (we try) have to
break (out(line)
of a visage (in the sky) fluffy white
so pretty so far cottony
your face is made of lines
((i cant trace)
between us by this thread
i hold to my ear your heart
beats a squiggly (line)
it echoes in (my hand
in your hand like paths
on a map our life(lines) intersect
and we chart our journey
(as we walk to
the end of (our) line (one thread)
a yarn of three fates they weaved
a tapestry (of lines) we lived
as they snip (we were but lines)
