Riding the storm clouds <br />sliding down lighting bolts <br />collecting stars like daisies <br />to scatter them behind <br />at the sight of a comet <br /> <br />cruel as honesty <br />tough as water <br />careless like a child <br />selfish like a lover <br /> <br />always just out of reach <br />fading like last nights dream <br />leaving just the memory <br />never an explanation riding the storm clouds <br />sliding down lighting bolts <br />collecting stars like daisies <br />to scatter them behind <br />at the sight of a comet <br /> <br />cruel as honesty <br />tough as water <br />careless like a child <br />selfish like a lover <br /> <br />always just out of reach <br />fading like last nights dream <br />leaving just the memory <br />never an explanation <br /> <br /> <br />Ah, when all hope is gone <br />when all light has faded... <br />when all reason seems lost... <br /> <br />watch for the elven hunter <br />coming to rescue the day, <br />to save the things of value <br />from the grasp of the commoners, <br />to preserve what is true... <br />and to gather the threads of the dream <br />ready to weave a brand-new illusion<br /><br />tiyler durden<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-idea-poem/
