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You saw
My attention hit the ground floor
You feared
I was well prepared and not scared
to look out
You tried
I was watching from the outside
You fought
I was leaving you the last short straw
goodbye
But now the tables are turned
the bridges are burned
I don't know how to cross the ocean
All I need is a sound
My engine is down
and maybe you can slow the motion
as I drown You flew
without knowing where to fly to
You found
your own treetop
with a great ground level view
You signed
all derision to the front line
You mend
all your scratches
in a condescending style
But now the tables are turned
the bridges are burned
I don't know how to cross the ocean
All I need is a sound
My engine is down
and maybe you can slow the motion
as I drown MMII © Terje Kleven |