N. Algos

Two silly smiles, decorative sweaters
I can shake it alive and control the weather
I stop and it dies, I can try, but I just
Can't spend my days inside a snow globe
And how did they fade outside the photo?
Guess I'll let them be in their peace
As an artifact left from a golden December
Memory's cruel, that's all I remember
And the melting of clocks just won't stop
So I keep dipping my hands likes it's a bowl of candy, but it's so bittersweet I hardly can stand it
I'm overcome by a weight, think I'll break
But in time the tide will recede, escape through my fingers
Wash the years out to sea, blurring the features
Like a balloon swept away, watch it fade
So be careful sculpting your pain from scenes inside snow globes
You can't pull away once you get too close
You'll give them a shake, but just wait cause you'll marry the moments
Then the snow settles down