people call their life
is just the same bad dream
i have from time to time
at least my heart just calls me waiting
for the light
the dance of twisted words
the stricken task ungrounded
like earthquakes from afar
the buildings shaking
not those bricks
but every word we say
like shadows from another star
the laughter
not for fun
so you tell me
you build your home there
and thats what we are fighting for
excuse me, please
and exclude me from this dream
if you dare
i do, and i feel comfortable there.