In all your fantasies, you always knew
That man and mystery, were both in you.


I had a path, you know that.
But it crumbled in the clutches of your protection.
And I, my heart perished along.
Did I mention how I laid and embraced every pebble on that road.
Now you open the way and path rebuilts.
But baby you know, in my brokenness I created another route,
because time still will pass.
So this, these new, are the rocks I want to tread on.
You can't bury my world into darkness and take me to the skies like that.
Now you embrace each rock you took away.
I am not sand,
I don't mould into the shape of your hands.
But I might flow with the tide.