The Famous Fable Maker
It was the flight of the famous fable maker
That changed my story’s life
That dropped me out into the world
And showed me what its like
But there’s so much to see inside this wilted quilt time
Like an hidden Mayan Ruin, like a ruin in my mind
That stands for udder loneliness
That stands for being blind
And I can see that something’s
Not quite right
And I can see that something’s
Took my eyes
And locked them up inside their darkened cage
Left to wonder, loose themselves inside their dusty maze
But there’s so much to seem inside this wilted quilt of time
Like a hidden Mayan Ruin, that I ruined in my mind
And it stands for a brother’s loneliness
It stands still in time
And I can see that something’s
Gone so wrong
And I can be that someone’s
Lovely song
But it was the flight of the famous fable maker
That lay my feet in stride
That introduced me to that girl
And made sure that we'd collide
So we'd see each other's beauties there
Inside this wilted quilt of time
Where we sat and spoke of selfless dreams
Where we sat and spoke our crimes
And wept against each other's soaking shoulders
As we wept and drank our wine
But I can see that she has
Lost her way
And I could see that there's
Nothing left to say
But in the morning we woke inside a daisy field
Out in the a place I've never been
That had a giant, dome-ish, hazy shield
That seemed to protect everything
And kept this place in perfect view
Kept it hanging on a string
And With my love in my heart
And my heart in my hand
It's a brand new start
In a brand new land
But I can see that something's
Different here
Intentionally beauty,
That’s been untouched for years.
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