The future is born
On the cusp of the dream
Of an imaginings moment
Touching on the theme
We've danced this dance before
A memory so clean
My future is born in the mists
Of a memory I've dreamed
Will I always take for granted that which, set me free?
Standing silently in the dark, an emptiness overwhelming
Watching, waiting, with the shadowy eyes of night
Furtive figures, blackness upon black
Weaving through the witching hours, shadows without light
Neon with its cold unpleasant glow
Shuns the dark and turns alone
Pools of shadow now burning bright
The night air breathes me in and spits me out
It expands, blooms in my mind
Plans and dreams now flicker and fade to blackness... consumes me
Watching waiting with the
Shadowy eyes of night
Furtive figures, blackness upon black
Weaving through the witching hours, shadows without light
Neon with its cold unpleasant glow
Shuns the dark, embracing light, finally all alone
My certainty has me blinded
To a truth I cannot see
Like I need to be reminded
Of a love that cannot be
Hope lies there alone and dead and your life is the light that guides me
I've gone all in, it's hit or miss and everything's laying on the line
Life is a game
We all expire in the end