To Change...

I'm not the mind i used to be,
I sit in the shadow of the thorntree.
I have changed...
Learnt it the hard way,
Learnt it the right way.
What of me the fool? the dreamer?
Will i dream again, will i wonder?
Broken verse and broken bones,
The walk is long on these jagged stones.
What of me? The fool, the clown.
What does it take to take the shadow down?