Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret gate
And though I oft have passed them by
A day shall come at last when I
Will take the secret paths that run
West of the Moon, East of the Sun.

- Tolkien

Burning Bridges

Burning fingers, burning bridges
Know your crime and do your time

You ain't a poet and you know it
Just a cheapster churning rhyme

There is anger but there is time
So bite the bullet and ask no dime

Keep walkin, keep walkin away
Coz after today you can't stay

You are bold, so you been told
But you see blackness in your soul

Burning fingers, burning bridges
Burning skies. The devil cries.

In the dark with you

People are in the dark, they don't know what to do
I had a little lantern, oh but it got blown out too.
I'm reaching out my hand. I hope you are too.
I just want to be in the dark with you.

- Greg Brown

Grass break

colours of the day have been stowed away
they are of no use to me now

its a dark room in a darker house
with me in a corner sitting smug
you are safer when you cant be seen
darkness is friendlier than you think
wonderful thing, i can see those rings

i find my bed i lay me down
a distant blip and not a sound
bright like a star, darkest of the dark
and all whats in between, i feel them seepin' in
wonderful thing, i can see those rings

colours of the day have been stowed away
until tomorrow, if it comes