transcent 10. wild eyes

It was not right

And your wild eyes

And the knife

And the night sky

And your dark eyes

And my strange mind

By the elephant plant

And the green grass

And the rocks it could not pass

It was not sight

And your red eyes

And the knife

And the lights in the sky

And the pitch black glass

Where I skinned my hands

And the scars on the land

All the things you never had

There was no right

And your black eyes

And the knife

And the infinite sky

And it was night

As you spoke right

I thought I would never

Want to love a girl

I was not right

It was morning

There was no warning

And it is morning now.