Out Yonder

Landscape alone The moon on the road And the echo of the homeless bird has flown In a night so clear it disappeared at dawn I wait for you in seasons so skewed As to feel old and yet appear as new And to feign a line and be a circle too Nature second best To the plaintive mind's guest Though the earth stood still be sure I did not rest Though my heart was strong My heart headed west And the empty howls of lust Did sound like thunder And the milk that came as dust Did make me wonder Is there anyway to trust What's way out yonder? Out yonder...