Somewhere near the shores of dreaming
overlooking the cliffs of humanity
there is a spot where the rocks jut skyward
and the seas of pleasure and pain meet
before crashing into the pillar of rocks
Though the sun is always shining bright
and the view is forever perfectly clear
there is nothing but confusion and chaos
upon this column of jagged rocks
This is where our hearts are forged
where our very souls are cast and made
But most of all, it is where we all return
on those endless nights when we're searching
searching for something more
Each and every one of us has been here
though none of us have seen this place
We've all stood upon that mighty cliff
and stared longingly into space
We dream of Gods and demons
we dream of memories gone by
we inhale the salty scent of love and heartache
as the seas of agony an extacy mingle at our feet
We all know this place exists
we feel it in the pit of our being
We know the loneliess found atop of the cliff
and the frustration of never seeing enough
We've all leaned forward that one hair too far
and screamed as we were grabbed by the sea beneath us
where we get tossed and turned
just another lost soul trying to swim for shore
while drowning in ourself
But it's there on the shores of dreaming
as wet, naked and battered souls
we finally gain the wisdom we sought
As we cough up the last drops of misery
we see the miracle in life it self
Overwhelmed, we start dancing
skipping down the black sandy beach of dreaming
singing a song, flinging the notes at the air
Maybe we're laughing at rain
or crying to the four winds
but at least we're free from that jagged cliff
at least until we come searching
searching again for something more...once agian.
It's very ancient and mischievous,
It's solitary and sly.
Born of magic older than man,
It came from heaven in the sky.
I feel it each time our lips touch,
It's your love that came to earth.
I loved you before we meet,
Even before our birth.
It seems as if it was destiny,
That we are now one.
And i feel that our love will last,
In to the shadows of the morning sun.
Standing alone under an evening sky
watching the world spin by me
I see the faces of those lost souls
dancing in the winds of change
and pouring through the sands of time
No one sees me standing there alone
Turning away when I don't dance to the beat
or march to the drums of a thousand fools
They pretend I'm not there
whispering about me as if I couldn't hear
just a piece of broken glass
a part of the scenery
simply waiting to be thrown away
But there I stand
all alone to tomorrow
quietly challenging the song around me
by refusing to sing/dance along
Instead watching as empty hearts walk along
looking past the invisible child
just standing there
waiting for the rain
And it's there I'll stand in a thousand years
long after the dance has carried the fools away
even after my body has given in to the grip of time
my place will remain unchanged
For I am the outcast
the one who refused the dance of a thousand fools
forced to suffer the wind and the rain
and stand transparent to the world around me
But the only one to remain
when the music stops and time marches on
grinding the dancers into dust
and scattering their memory to the winds of change
Though I'm left to an empty world
you'll never see tears in my eyes
I'll raise my glass with the other invisible souls
as we watch the last sand in the hourglass of time
trickle through to the bottom
winding down the universe
letting us know our work is done
and that the ageless can now age no more.
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