The Fool

I'm the fool who walked to the edge And stepped out into the blue. The moon hangs above me The sword hangs above me I stand in the pale shade of the two. You're singing to the spheres I'm stabbing my pen in the dark At questions unsolvable Surrender my mind To the terrifying lovely dreams of time impossible Oh time, why so impossible? For a love so probable Two children, aloft of the mist of dreams Laid to waste on the rocks of human things I wish i were sleeping with no dreaming Or dying or drifting or slain Then i might just stop receiving These visions of beauty and pain You can drink of the cup of the empress before you To smooth were your spirit cracked Indulge in all the fearsome dreams she gives But you cannot give 'em back No you cannot catch time impossible Though you're flailing is quite applaudable. Two humans forsaking every plan Trying to hold on with blood on their hands