I created your world in the blink of an eye
first let it thunder then let it rain
made for you bridges to walk on and rest
above all my maddest desires
a day came for you when you had to look
into what I had for you not intended
then you became me, you craziest fool
and bound us in precarious love
Grasp, keep on reaching
I give you my millions of hands
Take them and one by one follow
these mad finishing touches of truth
Thursday, June 23, 2011
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