stones balancing on rocks, balancing on stones. in a fraction of time, just one touch, it’s all gone. in the blink of an eye, like my final rhyme, these last words echo in the dimness of the time. come close, look into our eyes. tell us what you see. would you call us liars, would you call us thieves? it’s just what we do, it’s what we do best and the truth is just the light that robbed you of your haze.
the stones didn’t fall, the stones didn’t fall. not yet, after all, they still stand upright like a wall. the creatures still crawl. the stones didn’t fall.
a layer of life in between. crawling for cover, searching for shelter, fleeing the scene. to hesitate, to wait, no option anymore. well, it’s time to move, it’s time for more.