She flutters in The wind In a simple movement Her body is Flowing Like a river She's the shape of water And though it aches With each step She feeds on this torture To feel awake In a sleeping world And when it stops She wants it to start again No point in reveling In the follies of men She is used to their banter She gives it little care As she's the only one awake In a sleeping world Fluttering Forever flowing away Flowing The ache is hers alone Aching To feel awake Awake In a sleeping world