Under Shadows You’ve got to take it a step at a time, they say I’m stepping right into a mine, Blown so high that now I must inquire Oh; Enquiry: Why must a breeze be seen as romantic? The night desolate and hollow? While the wind blows mockingly And I scowl when it follows Heretofore a prowling fantasy connected the stems And thus connected a her and a him That’ll inevitable end in a tragedy Like everything does A broken kiss When two petals fall She'll pull away her strawberry lips And they'll take a stumble and then move on A sad melody Walking through a far away meadow I inquire innocently The meaning of self under the shadow of a midnight sun ----- alternate ending A sad melody Walking through a far away meadow I stumble as I inquire innocently under the shadow of a midnight sun the meaning of "self" and then I move on