Boyo.

Boyo

ive got to run im a runner ive got to run
for the fire
burning in your eyes
i dive deep

now im lost in another world
with no sense of time
riding through the night
i can fight
all these spirits
that sweep
into my mind
and speak
whats the need of sleep
you dont have to eat

dont worry
your not going mad
in this place with no lights
you shine bright
like the silver of a spoon
the head of your moon
writing with the candles scent
that like my humming bird
bursts into colour
to give me purpose

inside this church
ive learnt
that the body
is young
cant be undone
by the forests mould
washing souls

born under the lazor
fingers clicking white teeth sparkle
trainers on the speaker move here is where we are free
like seeds growing on trees
the sap beats over a hundred times
seconds fly
as we rise
stichinng patterns in the counting numbers box
welcome home to reality