Somewhere in a cave
Beyond the mountains
Sleeps the sun
And dreams of her next dawn;
/
She never rises higher
Than she needs to
And never falls below
The long line of the ocean
/
Somewhere in a cage
Beyond what’s real
Thrashes about in fever
A restless, greedy mind
/
Praying for what’s coming
To be better than what is gone,
And for the next high to be worth
The subsequent – inevitable – crash