Rumination

Nightmares are very real
They surround me, as steel
It's been quit awhile
Since I meant a smile
(Nightmares are very real)

Heavy pendulum cradles aching
And tears fall like icicles breaking

If I could silence the confusion
I would tumble towards conclusion
These times, these days, these hours might make sense
Right now, I can't grasp for anything
And a black sun veins to taint the clouds
Spectral horizon is yet to bend
But I have to believe that it will be again

Tangled mood becomes froze
I turn inward repose
I cannot remember
Free-spirited ember
(Tangled mood becomes froze)

Heavy pendulum cradles aching
And tears fall like icicles breaking

If I could slip from the depression
I would stumble towards progression
These times, these days, these hours might make sense
Right now, brooding edge encloses me
And a black sun veins to taint the clouds
Prismatic skyline is yet to send
But I have to believe that it will be again

(c) Kay Irvin