[left][font=Arial][size=2][color=#838498][b]you cut your heart out of quiet and fools throw stones right through it and sorrow's agreed to hold back its dust that's a courtesy sorrow owes us when tomorrow reveals its catch as catch can bluff on every ridiculous hand and if you are content to just talk in your sleep then my voice as it is is for dreaming and up comes the earth as down goes the day the corner is cracked and the bridge is on fire we had build them with every last stone but if you are content to just stand and admire then we will rebuild them forever i had a vision of building hundreds of stairs while porchlights tortured the insects and sword fights were clanging, pretending to speak and the holes in the walls were for peeking and up came the earth, as down went the day and sorrow's agreed to hold back its dust that's a courtesy sorrow owes us © timesbold - kudzu[/left][/font][/size][/color][/b]