When parables to the wind set sail
Crosses that firmament of divide
Places its soft hand upon your lips
And there dances you around
Where twin the billowing winds
Push forth the dreams of hope
And like a surgeon with precision cuts
Sweeps across the thoughts and replace
Each torn painful saddened thought
Away into oblivion .
When night to day dreams its own interplay
And the world swivels to the pitch
Remember deep the lost mystery
That once was yourself, know
The sweet visions that once flew your dreams
Still caresses the soul within
To that wonder those prolific dreams
That once made you whole.
Everythings done in 3/4s these days
Few give the 100%.