There is no path to truth.
It comes to you;
in a dream, in a gesture,
in squalor and beauty.
It lies behind the vagary of thought.
Truth is a state of mind;
It resides within a fallen leaf, a rolling tear;
living in the moment, with no fixed abode.
When our eyes met, with rose tint hue
Things would not be the same
When our lips met, we two both knew
They were to meet again
Across the miles, my thoughts held on
To our next rendezvous
When we could hold each other tight
Dream dreams of me and you
Our dreams become reality
And still across the miles
My thoughts turn to the two of us
Our hearts both in denial
For what we both envisioned then
Was lasting love for life
Yet quick turned sour like milktop cream
Stirred thick with blood and strife
The poison courses, conquering veins
Where once emotion ran
And sees an end to all our gains
No more our fortune can
Without your love to guide me now
I am but burning shell
From sulfurous glowing of my fire
Black is the badge of hell
I’ve borrowed a few words here from Shakespeare and the like 🙂
Dream the light.
Truth there lies within –
to fulfil all your desires,
if you so believe.
I capture the moon;
bright hope in a jar of dreams.
Each beam holds one wish;
a universal essence
released on a warm night breeze.
Still one of my favourite songs to write, record and perform 🙂
Nothing is real
We play a part
Act out scenes
Re-act to circumstance
Live our dream
Life IS but a dream
As I row down the river of life
Merrily is my boat of choice
Painted with a rainbow
Rain, rain, go away, leave my summer be
Or make some pretty puddles for me
to see reflections of the sky
Replications of my dreams
Echoes of the dark night
To scry future schemes
From your eyes