Crystal View

Sometimes reality is twisted

And then the world doesn't turn

I wake up from a dream

To a nightmare stuck on 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 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.