"The pains of love, they keep growing in my heart." - Crown of Love by Arcade Fire
Watch the bricked patterns pass me by
Looking down, ignoring the sky
I am the ground, invisible but needed
We stick close until the beaded
water drains and flows to the old
rivers or the old people that sold
their souls to the city, alone now
I see her beauty but somehow
I need to know if I'm crazy
So I can stop listening to my lazy
Brain, slapping my heart in the face
bitter of digestion but sweet to taste
