Cyr

LETRA

Cyr

Fragments form the mind
shadows hold the mist
fractured as this wish
shattered i resign
we’re on the verge, we’re on the verge
of sacred dawning and sloe-sloe eyes

Say, i done told you
say how i tried, too
where you’ve wrought
from creation’s crown
say, dire warning
stare down your masters
with the promise of
one and what you are
were on the verge

Tangents vex the whorl
the void arrives, then leaves
returning
returning a kiss
for lovers built the dream

Did the times, wind
did the crowd, kind
aping youth, wise
ever lost, ides
‘midst the chaff, as meek
and those weak, as sand
turning glass upside down
for the hours should they pass.