Dreamer

there's a dreamer in the mud
doing what a dreamer always does
wishing he was clean
just wishing to the stars above
at least the stars that he can see

so deep his hands have dug
thru dirt to search for who he was
and with his frozen feet
he walks upon his love
toward somewhere he will never be

"take my advice or you'll curse the day
you started rollin' down that lost highway" - jeff buckley

i started walking when i learned to think
and drowned my tears inside a drink
i woke up happy, then the snow would fall
until the spring would thaw

the crows would cry as snow would spill
and they flew farther than i ever will
i dream to fly one day
i dream, i dream to fly away
© 2004



wonderful. it left me breathless and anxious to read on.

<3 cheers

Posted 7/23/2004 4:14 AM by revolting