Paper Charms

How many times, swan

we got cold

you uncorked your wine

how far we drove drunk

on a car of paper charms

Light drawing sun cartoons

sunday fairs and red ballons

How far we seemed to fly

calling life a sugar spoon

pain was a bird to fight

sending feathered sticky kites

through the night

Spring saw us leaving

thinking to slide down a moony river

but reaching just a cardboard sea

the promised wonderland

Cross the drums

battle sounds

soon we lost

our paper wings

Knew the thirst

knew the pain

learned to walk

To the man

trying to stand

we composed

our best songs

Iron shoes

tramped on us

mad fanfare

of dirty tunes

Then we knew

taste of dust

learned to fight

To the man

shaking fists

we composed

our last songs

New every morning

our poems will turn with care

just like the sunflowers

cause we know the taste of time

how, how far we drove swan

from our fading paper town

far from your sticky moons

shiny kites and red ballons

your nowhere wonderland ...