Karaoké Prelude Miley Cyrus

Like when following an image from a train

Your eyes can't keep the passing landscapes from being swallowed to endless distance

Like when holding a fistful of ashes

Your hands can't save the things that have already been dissolved into air

Like when facing the sun through a window

Your skin feels warmth but it can't be in the world that its warmth has made alive

Like walking alone through a lucid dream

Like saying your name aloud in an empty room

Like witnessing my body standing in a mirror

Aching to be seen aching to become real

But the beauty one finds alone is a prayer that longs to be shared