i sat down
with the one who made me
he told me about time
before my existence
about horse drawn carriages and smokey distance
i asked
how much longer?
this room has a melody
and then no breath at all
this town has a felony
turns its head when i fall
tell me, tell me
how much longer?
i don't fit into these clothes at all
a swollen heart
a tattered rose
hanging forward from a stem
that grows and grows and grows
the feeling on the inside
is the one that i chose
i know, i know
but how much longer?
