Blank Curtain Paroles

What's on the other side
Of the blinding solar?
I'll take it as it rides

There's a rosary of patient pain
A second and it's lost
I wish it could be easy on you
That I could reduce the cost

Of the blank curtain
What's on the other side
Of the blinding solar?
I'll take it as it rides


There is a blurriness, a thinness
In that context life
Who flip through pages aimless
Lit matches matching upright

Is there a frame upon a frame I'm making?
Is there a notion to explain
The mirror to the wall

And the blank solar
What's on the other side
Of the blinding curtain?
Does it provide?