Too Many Paths

You were on your knees 
You lost your balance 
Poor ballerinas lost the secret of dance 
I remember when you were always high 
You said the sun was too cold when you touched the sky. 
You were innocent. 
Rich with winged heels up among the clouds 
Heavens chosen child.
Who taught you how to read the nods and winks. 
Who helped you swim or even let you sink 
While one hand holds the other letting go 
Too many paths are crossing in the snow.
Its so hard to see whose really free 
the caged bird sings so beautifully 
Scent of summer breeze perfumes the trees 
Tripping on the farm who could come to any harm. 
Down in the waves swim to the caves 
Hear the sirens cry as you drift away.
Who taught you how to read the nods and winks. 
Who helped you swim or even let you sink 
While one hand holds the other letting go 
Too many paths are crossing in the snow. 
Too many paths are crossing in the snow.
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