Sometimes it's hard to pour a drop
Just as it can be hard to write a dot...
IN a book without pages,
Just as it can be hard to write a dot...
IN a book without pages,
Like a summertime without the sun -
A sky without stars...
I can feel it,
When the ink is dry at the core of my soul,
When he canvas is blank,
And there is no pen at hand,
NO brush,
NO breath -
NO driving strength.
NO driving strength.
AN empty cave - that's all.
Take a deep breath, let the rain quench the deserts behind the eyes.
It will happen.
The mountain wall will move-
It will happen.
And you will sing again, as hasty as sparrows nest -
On the eve if spring.
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