And then sometimes 

We just choose badly

Choose pretty shiny, 

Choose a well turned phrase

Over constancy, 

Over depth, 

Over truth


We are just too easily 


I walk away a lot

I walk a lot

My feet have charms

Embedded in their soles

Diamonds sparkle like

Brilliant stars against

A dark black night

Each step I take 

Is an incantation

Sometimes I weave magic 

To bring me closer to you

Sometimes I pray to every 

God and Deity and Demon

I know to please let me go

And them sometimes

I just choose very badly

Choose pretty shiny

Choose a well turned phrase