rosebuds gather in the middle of the street i can t breathe they re tickling my feet they sing to me everyone comes and goes through our yard when we bloom so beautifully in their gardens they dance merrily across our fields time seems to slow down i m falling asleep crystal ships march safely through a storm for a moment it felt like everything was fine i m fond of sleeping on the horizon wake me up when the half moon rises as they land on my shoulders the petals turn to dust my arms are heavy soldiers left out becoming rust mother nature and the weight of the world on my shoulders with rage and force she ends the madness we shiver we shudder away when there s nowhere to run the storm has just begun