Each heart is a pendulum
Ready to be moved,
swept from one side to another
Just ask for an honest answer,
stripped from every
social agreement
swirling round this world
like a flying sorcer
The vibration of such reply
accelerates the pendulum's flight
Like alcohol & nicotine,
always put together for
excessive use
There never is an in between
Each heart is a pendulum
While it moves
you should already know
that it will stop
one day
And when your flight is at the end
You'll probably, instantly miss
being swept away