Owls

She pays attention to the word

And the tiny sound she heard

Amusing the tigers in line

Hes drawing flowers in her face
And a mask to fill their place

And soon they will pour the silent wine

She tries to pull the curtain down

Stabilise her moving crown

Hoping his hands will follow

He will speak but never tell

About the hole beneath his shell

And soon they will pour the silent wine

And the owls flew out of all the doors hed locked up

To the deer shes walking down

She is still dreaming

She is still dreaming

Every night is lingering from talk so slow

Tomorrow well be different shes been told

And the owls flew out of all the doors hed locked up

To the deer shes walking down

She is still dreaming

They are soon leaving