Thursday, 8 January 2009

Sand Beneath My Feet

Sand beneath my feet is what I mean
Sand beneath my feet is how I stand
Drops of hope rose from my raising hand
I will understand your language when you wave your wand
I will jump to you if you sing to me

Making your view heard by the rest
We listened so hard and mimed to our best
I will make sense of this trend
Burning at speed won’t be the end

Once wasn’t twice but was again
When the panic started then
When our panic was a friend

Once wasn’t twice but was again
When the panic started then
When our panic was a friend

The broken sunset with rippled sea
Trailing eyes follow drunken scurry
Minimal age
Comfort hug, punch open the heavens
You shout loud, release the red sock
Shout loud, release sock

Once wasn’t twice but was again
When the panic started then
When our panic was a friend
Was a friend

Once wasn’t twice but was again
When the panic started then
When our panic was a friend
Was a friend

Was a friend
Was a friend
Was a friend

Stephen 'Kokanez' Caines



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