unfinished 637

and now we sleep
how much of this was a dream?
and now i raise my head from the earth that was my bed
but i won't let the night penetrate me

so hush baby
it's just the wind that's calling to me
and i promise not to follow
i'll still be here tomorrow
don't waste your thoughts on the likes of me

lost or found?
i don't believe you still come around
if a tree fell south in the forests of your mouth
i still don't think you'd make any sound