In The Wind, Questions

Do you ever feel the wind blow by and wonder what you’ve missed?

Or peered into the darkness where your heart begat the mist?

Lost ‘n’ wondering in the velvet sky, what questions do you ask?

Facades and pretty colours, is there poison in the mask?

When it’s dark, you’re all alone what demons come to creep?

Forgetfulness and sleep be falling, fear before the leap.

Look before you, look behind you, here is what you seek;

but now the sun is hiding from the moon, it’s cracked begun to leak.

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