What Makes a Man

Calmness.
Four shapes of blue coruscartion in her eyes.
Now we'
Re standing here at the cliff'
S edge.
Hand in hand.
As we are waiting for the tide to come.
Oh i'
Ve finally found the reason to be.
Sticks and stones may break my bones.
But i have heart.
Where the lights blend out of frame.
All the shadows become a name.
Where the forest lies in a hollow trail of flames.
Who could ever resist her?
Her flesh is honey and milk.
Candy has never been so sweet my dear
What i have always wanted is here in my hand
Where the clocks are made of sand.
All the demons inside sleep in defence.
Where the forest lies in a hollow flush of innocence.
You are the eve of the unknown.
Tell me what makes me a man.
And i will write down your words and read you in every line
What i have always wanted is here in my hand
What i have always fought for now lies in front of me
It'
S the ghost that leads the most.
Never take him for granted - he'
S the host.
The book is read.
Your voice is an echo in my head.
Only one question is left: what makes a man?