Crystal Ball Blues

To think with the feelings
To feel in the thoughts
To manipulate clearly
something mine
Something yours
To feel the streams of
words and rhyme
To know in the eye
of a mirror of time



Right there
In the end of your hand
As a personal
creation of man
And just like ink and lead
has spread
Gunnshots fired
Feathers said
There might be a limit
`tween the living and the dead



To hold up that mirror
Reflecting this show
Really to enter now
and really to know
Forever be feeling this limit of time
And that shivering surface of body and mind
This could be
Exactly what you hold
And the only thing
that you need to know



To think with the feelings
To feel in the thoughts
To manipulate clearly
something mine
Something yours
To feel the streams of
words and rhyme
To know in the eye
of a mirror of time