ALMOST INVISIBLE WEBS
it' s a delicate dance
to let flow what we need flowing,
and to ride the current out of it's same old course...

we talk in story,
we wanna chance at a different author-ity

so we double dutch,
waiting for the perfect moments
to dance with tight ropes,

weaving almost invisible webs
we dream of being fly & flying free...

we joke on the side,
cracking up, we notice mud flakes making way for an (un)familiar gleam...