~Fingers~

Five of them
getting together
in one theme.

Another five of them
getting together
in another theme.

Tens of them
reserved to be controled
by this body.

Flickering up, and down
waving from right to left

My heart & soul
trying to follow them,
and never catching them

staying still
like a lamb,
never wanting to go in,
standing still on a hill

My heart & soul
standing there
far away from fingers