Wear and Tear

…If it wasn't for the lonely
Seeking refuge from the war
I would not hide the sacrifice
Which took me much too far…

No thunder for the hearing,
No lightning bright and bold,
Just blindness all around us,
Outside truth to be unfolds…

Some crazy for the loving,
Dough eyes tender of the blue,
Shy dullness with the craving,
Shut inside of you…

Swing in mindless motion,
High up in the skies,
Where my tears of sadness,
Finally,
Shunt rays of lonesome times…