The Light


The Weather Project – Olafur Eliasson 2003

curiosity controls my mind

i feel the warmth upon my skin, burning away

it wasn’t from the heavens, it wasn’t from hell

the whispers of fear surround me, but i am not afraid

as hard as i try i cannot look away

we bask in the shine of mystery

it wont let me walk, entrapped in its grips

blinded by the light that lets me see

my eyes begin to fade and blur

sung into a daydream

i slowly kneel to the ground,

i am her slave.

Time Is Running Out



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