Amuse Yourself

Onthe wall a picture of a labyrinthThat follows me into my sleepThe pattern shapes the dream to comeA variation based on hide and seekA killer draws a map out of the trails he madeWhile tracking his assassin downA frightened boy makes drawings in his hide-awayLongs for his friends to showArms that are opened up in loveThen they’re closed in a defenceA sequence acted out on websAnd we call them senseI want you…I want you to be a friendFor every catch that you makeKnow that your net will be at stakeCan’t you see the bird, bruised and torn?Flies around the world skybornEvery place he’s been, that he left his foot-prints inHe revisits to construct a full new heartYou can see me, you amuse yourselfI want you…I want you to be a friendFor every catch that you makeKnow that your net will be at stake

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