Look at you, look at me
Hard to know how to proceed
Sun won't show an empty hand

and winks because it has a plan

Where to be, how do we

rid these bonnets of their bees
Not so patiently we wait
to let someone inside the gates


Stationed at this wishing well
Empty, though it's rained like hell

Dusty devils make debris
Seem prettier than it should be


Look at me, look at you,
Got ideas on what to do,
Though this compass seldom works

and this spirit has its quirks

Where to be, how to see

How easily we chase the bees
Patience not a virtue now
The gates must be unlocked somehow


Found a mirror in the back
The image clear among the cracks

Carefully and holding fast
We pick among the broken glass


Look at you, look at me,
Night moon vision makes us see
shaky forms within the mist,

It matters not how we resist

Should we run, leave things undone,

Bluster wind has just begun
Hold my hand and go inside
There's no getting off this ride