Maybe I am, to stay with,
As the sunlight plays a game between the clouds,
In an illusion I search for you through the prairies,
On the edge,I stand with an ocean to drown with.
Another day has been left behind, a fall I would live to,
In your dreams, a heaven of the silver screen,
In a yes, the life that has once been,
A desert of thorns, I can see a blue is near to.
Maybe I am, to smile with,
A nightmare that I can’t live without your sight,
A glass of dreams on a dark night,
Maybe I am...
Sunday, August 16, 2009
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