There is something beyond the horizon
Trust in his time
And in the breaking of the dawn
A vision awaits
Realized only in dreams
Sweet reality awaits the dreamer
Believe in his judgement
Dream and hope
Believe and behold
The fulfillment of a promise awaits
Hold on, the dawn will break
Saturday, December 24, 2005
Ma-ria
Clouded in by puffs of smoke
Bludgeoned by bass and booms
Amidst the dirt and grime
Of false ambitions and pretenders
Of empty lives and shallow dreams
Surrounded by the carefree and the insecure
A vision chanced upon me
Emerging from the drunken haze
Slowly taking shape
Was the marvelous sight
Of a pure soul
She dwells in such places
But she radiates like summer's day
She is warmth upon touch of skin
Melting the cold of indifference
She is the comfort in soft sheets
A long forgotten lullaby
Oh, that familiar light
That stabs into your chest
Grabs your hopes and desires
And drags it wherever it goes
That light has come again
It keeps me on my toes
In neverending anticipation
In regret and ambition
Will I only have that one night?
Let the dreamer's dreams take flight
Bludgeoned by bass and booms
Amidst the dirt and grime
Of false ambitions and pretenders
Of empty lives and shallow dreams
Surrounded by the carefree and the insecure
A vision chanced upon me
Emerging from the drunken haze
Slowly taking shape
Was the marvelous sight
Of a pure soul
She dwells in such places
But she radiates like summer's day
She is warmth upon touch of skin
Melting the cold of indifference
She is the comfort in soft sheets
A long forgotten lullaby
Oh, that familiar light
That stabs into your chest
Grabs your hopes and desires
And drags it wherever it goes
That light has come again
It keeps me on my toes
In neverending anticipation
In regret and ambition
Will I only have that one night?
Let the dreamer's dreams take flight
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
Lost battle
The pangs of jealousy sink in deep
And again, I can't accept our dispositions
I don't want to be with you,
But I can't stand you being with someone else
Again, the hands of time turn
Again, I am left by myself
And again, I can't accept our dispositions
I don't want to be with you,
But I can't stand you being with someone else
Again, the hands of time turn
Again, I am left by myself
Monday, December 12, 2005
Dedication
Everydbody needs a muse, an inspiration, a distant dream that gets you through retched days and guides you where you want to be. You will never know how much you mean to me. You are a bright and distant star that keeps me company and gives me hope on dark lost nights.
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