can you dance...
the rythm of reality..can you
sing the song of death.
of life.
can you trap
the watery flow of
luck in your bareth hands. can you
stand
in every twist of fate. of destiny
or
see tomorrow
in a fragment
in a piece of today. teach
me for i am weary
amidst this fantasy
cradled.livin'.
in a reality of my state.
of me.
and i'll walk on your path
after your every step...