Crystal View

Sometimes reality is twisted 

And then the world doesn't turn 

I wake up from a dream 

To a nightmare stuck on a re-run 

I walk around in circles

 With my head stuck in the sand 

Another day, another night 

A little shaking of the hand 

Contemplation turned to sorrow 

The light is dim and pale 

As comfy as my blanket 

I cast into the thinking well 

The water is dark and deep 

It is cold with a bitter taste 

A candle vigil I will keep 

Calling angles to my haste 

Whatever else I ponder 

Whatever else I view 

My heart proceeds with wonder 

As I'm searching for the truth 

I imagine that existence 

Is in loving life or death 

To chase one or the other 

Is all that there is left 

My bookcase now is empty 

I turn the page to write something new 

Standing in a house of mirrors 

Looking for a better view 

I need to break the image 

I want to bust through 

There must be something real 

Something built to last- 

The fascination pulls me 

I'm standing on the line

 Keep losing my balance 

And I'm running out of time... 

I could stay at the bottom 

Scratch each day upon the wall 

My days would be few 

On my face as I crawl. 

I pray it never happens 

That I have to fall so far, 

That I must be on my back 

Just to see the morning star. 

Sometimes living is dying 

And in between there is pain 

But I can't start living 

Until I'm out of the grave. 

With my gaze on the heavens 

Across the distance, far away, 

The long road ahead 

A dream of better days. 

I just want to stand 

At the top of the hill 

To look down in the valley 

Where waters run still, 

A feeling of sunlight 

Soft on my face 

The love of another 

A kind, warm embrace. 

This is the dream 

That fuels my desire 

It pushes me forward 

And makes me climb higher. 

No, I don't fear the falling, 

It happens all the time... 

As I follow my calling 

I gotta keep on trying