Plowing Into the Field of Love

STAY Grazing peacefully on the plains of functionality And then suddenly breaking free, with snorting and fiery breath As if to run out of its own skin, it flies across the landscape When I'm alone It poses as a constant threat Merciful derelict Hand

FOREVER I always had the sense that I was split in two It seems so complicated To shift between existence To long for the better one Lurking in his footsteps Hounding his trace It is backbreaking being a search dog Looking for its tail If i could div

You're probably the only one, though it is hard to admit That can save me And I never liked to ask for a helping hand But I do now I look into your eyes This hard, bewildered stare Part of me wants to hurt you Tear in your hair But I don't do that no