If the spiders in my mind
Ever found their way into yours,
Don't tell the
World that you're going crazy-
Tell me if, or when, or how,
You can find your way to me,
Or if you need me to tell you,
The spiders will show you the way.
Madness is relative, love,
To the distance between two souls,
To the wire of our entwined lives,
To the moth that's drawn to the flame.
We gotta spend some time, love,
Out of this world of maybe-perhaps-tomorrow-
Don't tell the
World if we find an escape.
