A Shape With Forty Wings
Tue, July 31st, 2007 @ 2:53PM
A SHAPE WITH FORTY WINGS
Love is strange, and calls me to stranger things.
When I was young, I thought that I'd know why.
I've drawn my life -- a shape with forty wings.
The woods at night are full of awesome beings.
If you breathe loud enough, you can hear them cry:
Love is strange, and calls us to stranger things.
I want to follow everything that sings,
but I cannot tell you how afraid I am to fly.
I've drawn my life -- a shape with forty wings.
The unseen Being deep inside me brings
ideas to mind that I hope I'll never try --
Love is strange, and calls me to stranger things.
Possibilities surround me in concentric rings.
A Light shines down that I cannot see by.
Yet I've drawn my life -- a shape with forty wings.
I walk about as if I understood my wanderings.
If You are near, show me how to die.
Love is strange, and calls me to stranger things.
I've drawn my life -- a shape with forty wings.
