"Shards"

Was that a light?
Did I see you inside?
Bits and pieces at my feet
fragmented by design
Did I believe?
Is that where I went wrong?
I intuit your razor's edge
and still I'm holding on
to you...

My little world keeps turning, turning
in my open hand
I held you in my grasp
But you are broken glass
and these shards are what's left

What was that?
My own reflection to amend
What was that?
Thought my wounds were healing up
I cut myself again
with you...

My little world keeps turning, turning
in my open hand
I held you in my grasp
But you are broken glass
I know the pane holds nothing, nothing
so I won't look back
I held you in my grasp
But you are broken glass
and these shards are what's left



Lyrics by Daniel Joseph(me)
(c)2008 Siriun Geometry