Spider - Alain Johannes

Eleven white roses on a black granite slab

The beautiful face followed by the stab

I sit by the foot of many hearts' lament

All wondering still

Where the sun and moon went

Spider sweet spider

Jumped onto my hand

Spider sweet spider

Did I understand?

Spider sweet spider

Endless reflections in a room made of glass

The winners the losers all end

In the past

Love keeping track of every tiny attempt

At facing the monsters that

Ego has sent

Spider sweet spider

Jumped onto my hand

Spider sweet spider

Did I understand?

We’re spinning these webs

To trap all our dreams

Entangle the notion

This is as it seems

It’s just a prison that tumbles right down

With the force of a kiss

And a smile for a frown

Spider sweet spider