Music fills the streets forever,
Memory takes you there back in time,
New Orleans, a lonely artists paints,
French Quarter sights and smells are so sublime....
Powdered sugar scents the air,
Cafe au Lait warms the soul,
A more vibrant city exists nowhere,
A piece of your heart will always be here.
See the city in the distance,
Waving it's goodbye,
Always in the distance,
In my mind's eye.
Nothing is ever normal.
Nothing is as it seems.
For I'm walking in my own shoes,
Walking through my dreams.
Swirling misty colors,
Waterfalls in reverse,
I'm stranded inside my head,
Or under some kind of curse.
I could run a mile,
And only move an inch,
Walk in an open space,
And feel like I'm in a pinch.
Confused beyond all reason,
No logic here is found,
I'm floating in the skies above,
A mile beneath the ground.
I'm flying like a dove,
Underneath the sea,
Experiencing the impossible,
And things that could not be.
I'm trapped inside my mind,
My body's somewhere else,
In my mind I hear the ringing,
The ringing of the bells.
I'm swimming in a diet coke,
Flying on a paper plane,
The people outside of my own world,
Say that this place is called "Insane."
But I'm am not alone here,
I've got lots of friends,
There's Mr. Match and Mrs Scissors,
The fun here never ends.
Will you come to my world?
We'll celebrate with cake,
And if you say you will not come,
Then that is your mistake.
Come to the world where ice is hot,
And fire's cold to the touch,
And we'll all be waiting here,
Trust us, you're missing much.
In the land where nothing exists,
Outside of your mind,
There is no need to worry,
We've all left that behind.
The clock has stricken midnight,
The madness now begins,
Cause in the land of insanity,
There's no such thing as sins.
I've lost my mind,
You've lost it too,
At least that's what the man in the coffee cup said,
And the old lady who lived in the shoe.
Let's have a party,
All our friends will be there,
Captain Hook, And my barber,
And the cat with no hair.
Come here with me and all of my friends,
To the place I call my home,
Come to the land of insanity,
Where you'll never be alone.
I want fun,
mystery,
love,
romance,
adventure,
life,
happiness;
No more hate;
No more tears;
No more sadness;
I want to trust;
I don't want to be angry anymore;
But mostly,
I want Happily Ever After.
A world without color,
so sad, so drab;
A world without color,
no sun rises of pink,
no sun sets of gold;
A world without color,
no lush forests of emerald,
no great ocean of blue;
A world without color,
so sad, so drab;
A world without color,
no purple summer night sky,
no roses of red;
A world without color,
no auburn pine needles,
no yellow daisies;
A world without color,
a landscape of grays,
all shadow, no light;
A world without color,
no silver stars twinkling bright;
A world without color,
so sad, so drab.
An Angel of my Dreams,
Was sent down for me,
He was flawlessly perfect,
and wonderful and sweet.
He understood me like no one else,
and wiped my tears away,
I still believe it was the God's will,
to have met him to this day
I Can't stop thinking,
About that angel so dear to me,
and i think about him non-stop,
and day dream about him constantly.
He is the sunshine of my life,
a ray upon my little darkness,
And i love him so,
a love thatsendless.
Its hard not to fall,
for an angel from above.
It is hard to find
In this darkened place
With so many people
And very little space
You can look over and up
Or under and below
But it is hard to keep looking
With a heart so low
But don't give up
'Cause you'll eventually find
A wondrous heart
With a loving bind
Once you're there
You'll never want to leave
And you'll wonder why
It was hard to believe
A magic moment I remember:
I raised my eyes and you were there,
A fleeting vision, the quintessence
Of all that's beautiful and rare.
I pray to mute despair and anguish,
To vain pursuits the world esteems,
Long did I near your soothing accents,
Long did your features haunt my dreams.
Time passed. A rebel storm-blast scattered
The reveries that once were mine
And I forgot your soothing accents,
Your features gracefully divine.
In dark days of enforced retirement
I gazed upon gray skies above
With no ideals to inspire me,
No one to cry for, live for... love?
Then came a moment of renaissance,
I looked up - you again are there,
A fleeting vision, the quintessence
Of all that`s beautiful and rare.
Isn't it funny how
Something so small can grow
Into something so big,
Something you can't look around,
Cause no matter which way
You turn
It is always staring you in the face;
How the simplest object
Can change the way you think,
The way you perceive
Those things that have always seemed
So familiar,
So close to your heart;
How with the simplest question
You find yourself seeing
The side of something
That you have never seen before;
And how much this new
But simple revelation can cause
You to change your whole perception on life;
And all of this because
Of the simplest
But most deadly attribute,
Curiosity.
As I lay awake,
Silently I break,
In your arms I crumble,
Into the unknown I tumble.
As I lay awake,
I count the breaths I take,
Wondering which one will be my last,
If I'll be forgiven for my past?
As I lay awake,
I cry for my own sake,
For the things I have done,
For the person I've become.
As I lay awake,
I feel the whole world shake,
For all the innocence lost,
Lives used to pay the cost?
As I lay awake,
I question the decisions I make,
If I chose the decision right,
That it could save a life?
As I lay awake,
My mind I rake,
For all the things I did good,
To help someone else that I would?
As I lay in my wake,
Silently they break,
To me they slowly stumble,
Shaky goodbyes they mumble.
A soft voice in the twilight offering assurance;
I am wrapped in the arms of the night.
A mental caress providing sanctuary ;
I am kissed by the darkness.
A haven from the casual cruelty of strangers;
I am loved by the shade.
Serenity sought in the quiet sounds of sleeping;
I am held in midnight's glance.
A whispered word strokes the body's desires;
I am touched by the starlit sky.
I long to mend these shattered soul.
Like the sediment built over the millennium, so is all hearts,
Each layer has its own story, its own pain, its own disgust.
I crave to capture the elusive peace of mind.
Like a child in the night,
Too brave to call out, too afraid to sleep.
I dance in the light of hope and longing
Like the soft summer rain eroding the stone,
A caress can calm the wild from a caged creature's eyes.
I will take the chance
Believing ice ages end and hearts can heal.
Halfway between the sable and the indigo.
Nights domed sky wraps her velvet gloved hand
Around Day's last moments, squeezing streams
Of liquid fire that dance from wave to wave.
Tiny Diamond Pricks of Light , tease Day's end and sings the Night.
Now as our Inner Light ignites the sable sky
And in that moment the world appears flawless.
We dreamt our Dreams,
And made our Stands.
And all the world held it's breath.
And thus was our Futures set to rhyme.
All of an Instant.
Half way between
The Sable and The Indigo.
It's a full moon and I'm thinking... thinking of you.
Somewhere under it's glow, maybe you'll be thinking... thinking of me too.
And maybe we'll wish upon the same star...
Until I see you again, I’ll be dreaming... dreaming of you.
Wishing that maybe you’re dreaming... dreaming of me too.
I’ll count the memories... memories of you.
There all I have ‘til we can make some anew...
Will you remember… remember how we used to be?
Are you out there looking… looking for me?
Or do you not know I’m back again…
I wonder… wonder if you’ll recognize me.
Or if you’ll walk right past without… without a second glance.
I know you’ll feel me, but will you believe your senses?
Until then I’ll be waiting… waiting for you.
I stare at the moon and I stare… stare at the horizon.
Cause I’m thinking…thinking of you.
Are they dreams or distant memories?
Those faces and voices though blurry, are so very clear.
Those places and smiles pull at my heart strings.
So, are they dreams or memories?
How could I know those things of people from so long ago?
Is it possible that I know ‘cause I knew…
The happiness, the comfort, the love;
It’s all so near yet so far away.
If I saw them today would they know it was me?
Could they see past my new face?
Are they just dreams or my distant memories?
I wish I had more to help me solve this puzzle.
I wish it wasn’t so real.
Something tells me I’ll never know if
They are dreams or distant memories…
An endless masquerade...
Hm...
Le Fin.
The sun sets behind the mountains,
All reds, pinks, and blues;
The night sky clear as glass,
Count my stars as they fall;
Cold breeze through my hair,
My breath catches as a look around my darkened home;
He steps from the shadows,
All milky skin, dark locks, and molten orbs;
'Come with me, It'll be okay',
In a daze I follow his lead;
In the drive the crumpled girl lies,
All arms and legs in awkward disarray;
'She was suppose to be you',
The beautiful stranger says;
'They are coming',
'Your family will be next',
He warns as I run to keep up;
They must be safe,
I must go I tell myself;
So I follow the beautiful stranger,
All Milky skin, dark locks, and molten orbs.
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