Post by moonwick on Jan 23, 2007 2:37:51 GMT -5
The dreams, they do beckon,
and sing silky lullabies of pending hearts
that search as I have searched.
I slip off with a smile playing about my lips...
But then Truth hits hard
within my land of dreams
like a storm wreaking havoc.
And pain replaces bliss;
sin replaces hope.
I see myself the way he must have seen me:
(just a broken fool)
and as the mistakes replay, I watch in horror
from some great window in the sky.
What have I done?
What have I done?
Eyelids flicker open.
Darkness caresses.
He wasn't there; he never heard me cry.
and sing silky lullabies of pending hearts
that search as I have searched.
I slip off with a smile playing about my lips...
But then Truth hits hard
within my land of dreams
like a storm wreaking havoc.
And pain replaces bliss;
sin replaces hope.
I see myself the way he must have seen me:
(just a broken fool)
and as the mistakes replay, I watch in horror
from some great window in the sky.
What have I done?
What have I done?
Eyelids flicker open.
Darkness caresses.
He wasn't there; he never heard me cry.