for Lazcey Hazelton
05/15/03
i can only write this song in my mind
adding a line, scene, time & time again
and i've been writing this song, long years & alone
stacking the lives, seen lost & lost again
i can't tell her what i've seen and heard
for Dae'taretore will inherit me the burden
to strike the blows in breaking her heart
... like bullying little girls.
.: "innocent of eyes"
looking in and looking out, each behind the glass,
owned perspectives are battled for to dominate all perceptions.
most dangerous the toys, the human winders
not always to do what you want.
sometimes they try to reach out for themselves,
...embarress and overthrow ruling perception.
Dae'taretore puts on the polish & effort
winds their keys & pushes them out ...
... you wind them up but they do what they were taught.
confiding in .. assurance of what they where taught.
interactions away from the glass tone their senses
and they change .. agitated & content.
crux, the convincing soul, weighing more on the one to move alone
... or feel the loss.
a darker museum keeping secrets until the time to spell.
-huey
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