Time spent waiting, . . .
- Against city walls with neck strained looking straight upwards dizzyingly at an impossibly tall glass structure reaching high into the endless blue.
- For the night to pass with all of it's fears and loneliness that stick to my mind like glue.
- By the phone in youth waiting for anyone to call.
- Imagining how you would feel during the fall.
- During sleep in dreams, always in some grand Hall.
- For the mind to accapt what the heart has already learned.
- To know enough ways of the world for the heart to discern.
Time spent waiting when the night passes in silence reveals a slipstream.
Ride it carefully out of your mind and into your dream.
-Ed Tajchman
- Against city walls with neck strained looking straight upwards dizzyingly at an impossibly tall glass structure reaching high into the endless blue.
- For the night to pass with all of it's fears and loneliness that stick to my mind like glue.
- By the phone in youth waiting for anyone to call.
- Imagining how you would feel during the fall.
- During sleep in dreams, always in some grand Hall.
- For the mind to accapt what the heart has already learned.
- To know enough ways of the world for the heart to discern.
Time spent waiting when the night passes in silence reveals a slipstream.
Ride it carefully out of your mind and into your dream.
-Ed Tajchman
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