I have been dreaming for a time
Of a moment too hard to describe
Too unclear to picture
Too tender to touch
Sometimes so vivid it cuts
And now i am dissecting into my former mind
To free the birds that will to fly
And find the meaningness in this
And now i'm lying in your bed
Words that seemed unsaid are scattered round
Like ornaments of love
As i slip into a mellow state of consciousness
All i see is...
Time
Standing still
Beauty dipped so deep beyond the touch of skin
Etched into the richness of within
So climb into my eyes
Embrace me in this moment
For this could be the last time that we ever touch
Do we really know as time ticks us away?
Is there anyway, anyway how?
Is there anyway, anyway how?
Does this seem unclear?
Or are you back with me in present tense?
Reality stares at me but much too harsh to swallow
Seeming so unfair is this the way the clouds told us to go?
Or did the pain of time make up its own weather plan?
And now i'm lying on my back
Visions of your bed are scattered round
Like pieces of broken glass
As i slip into a desperate state of helplessness
I wish for you and...
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Is there anyway, anyway now?
Time
Standing still
If only for a moment we could lose control
Is there anyway, anyway, anyway, anyway how?