Laces Poem by Nicky Murray

Leaves falling, falling so loud, into the earth floats a coloured cloud, only now she see's her skeleton's rare, it haunts her deeply through this long winter,

And we the twelfth, we the twelfth man too, a song for a song and the world will be blue, beauty's in and beauty's out, carelessness has been around

A wondering waltz trapped inside us now, dancing round and round and round, her siren song in the black ocean drowned, till deaf do we part to the ground,

A puppeteer i think brought her to life, unfolded arms and stand upright, as old notes crawled across the page, eyes will catch them inside a rage.

A wondering waltz trapped inside us now, dancing round and round and round, her siren song in the black ocean drowned, till deaf do we part to the ground.