In the Mud

Such a strange ending
Now another one begins
Though they pull you under
I’m a mother and they breathe me in

I am in the mud
In the middle of myself and all I love

Catch me if you can I am running to the moon
Catch me if you can I am following Virginia
Catch me if you can I am running to the moon
Catch me if you can I am poetry in motion
I am running to the moon

Like an angel in exile
I will curl up in the cold
Crater cradle me my companions
Are all the Gods that let me go

And I’ll breathe in small sins
I’ve never let the Devil in before

I am in the mud
In the middle of myself and all I love

Catch me if you can I am running to the moon
Catch me if you can I am following Virginia
Catch me if you can I am running to the moon
Catch me if you can I am poetry in motion
I am running to the moon