your trap spring has gone and caught me
even though I knew the score
should have kept back when I saw them
footprints on the dusty floor
I am a hope-less fool romantic
laid it all down at your door
should not have trodden any further
someone else had gone before
Follow your head he said
the wise man with his pipe
and his book and degrees
and his red leather chair
just follow your head boy
my head it fails me sir
it does not speak to me
in words I understand
my head it fails me
Then follow your heart
said the man in his chair
with the smoke in the room
and the dust on the books
just follow your heart boy
my heart fails me sir
it does not speak to me
for it is timid and quiet
my heart it fails me
Then follow your dreams
said the man with degrees
gently stroking his beard
with a mild agitation
just follow your dreams boy
my dreams fail me sir
for it’s long since I dreamed
my pillow is soft yet
my dreams they fail me
When the clouds become too heavy
they give way and rain falls on to the earth
filling all the cracks and running to the sea
wetting the soils and bringing new life
it has been this way since time immeasurable
You my little butterfly are just passing through
the earth does not blink in that time
despite your beautiful wings and display
you are only a small stitch on a great tapestry
colourful, yet brief
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