Nothing New

Always some time for nothing new Just a little light shine in a cloud In strawberry fields there's much to do For the going and coming crowd Everything is moving into its own Drifting away perhaps to be found Futures new ways to the past flown All the lost minutes' together mound Mysteries deep of the sky and blue What is the purpose of this whole? Why is this shown to only the few? What good can it be for each soul? A heart is so strange with its love Giving passion and taking it away Drifting in feelings like a cloud above Some will though always inside stay Wings overheated will never fly They will just try till tired and done We are unseated until we both die And into darkness our hours are gone Close to something love is at stake Shining its light into the deep hood Bringing back trust to give and take All is not lost in the absinthes wood Always some time for nothing new Just a little light shine in a cloud In strawberry fields there's much to do For the going and coming crowd What will tomorrow's destiny wake With existent for everyone to share At its stage a feature and a new take Something so untouched some so dare