Blue

 I keep on moving so my mind might stand still as it

 all catches up with me like the water flowing from the well. 

There is no control on the future nor on the past 

it seems as if time is certainly having the last laugh.

I keep on running though my feet are standing still,

trying to break away from the hollow and the hills.

You'd think it would be easy but nevertheless it's not

I'm woven into the tapestry that is filled with knots.

The only thing I can do is change the route

take the path to happiness that can't be bought.

Difficult as it is I keeping running back to you

so that you can replace those gray skies with a 

lovely shade of blue.