Torn From the Pages of My Heart
Wind Chimes
I would want
To show myself in a glass
Not in the muted lyrics
Of a faraway song
Dancing in the ragged held-back tunes
Of cheerful steel
Calling - half-ringing, half-shattering
Mistaken for chirps.
I want you to see me weep
In a phase where mortals live
Not locked in these chimes
Biding my frozen time
Sounding in every spin
Hushed when wind gusts fail to come
The tunes don't always rhyme
But spin, clang, stop. Weep...
The words are mine.
To show myself in a glass
Not in the muted lyrics
Of a faraway song
Dancing in the ragged held-back tunes
Of cheerful steel
Calling - half-ringing, half-shattering
Mistaken for chirps.
I want you to see me weep
In a phase where mortals live
Not locked in these chimes
Biding my frozen time
Sounding in every spin
Hushed when wind gusts fail to come
The tunes don't always rhyme
But spin, clang, stop. Weep...
The words are mine.
