How Near, How Far - ...And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead

Looking back in time

Through verses set in nursery rhyme

At oil painted eyes

Of muses left behind

I swear I know not why

Those eyes have always left me dry

She stands with arms stretched out

Towards the mountains &the clouds

Oil painted eyes

Blind yet hypnotized

I swear I know not why

Those eyes have always left me dry

(How near, how far, how lost they are)

I’ve rendered every line

Every contour of a muse’s eye

Painted in my eyes mind

On canvases of time

I swear I know not why

Those eyes have always left me dry