Twilight star seeds fall upon our world of overwrought memory an time
The night heeds on thoughts of Mystery an sublime to our insomniac travelers
The nights tapestry weaves the story of the moons forlorn portrait as she looks upon the dreamless bidding them to see
Through the shadows that have befallen weather in dreams…
Dreams of truth
Truths unseen
Tears upon her face as she saw them pass away in sleeping when sleeping is death then hopes are gone
Her hope fades into the solemn worlds of night
For all her hopes to become truths revealed from the voices that call her
To the love that finds her
“I hear a voice calling from out of my reach” she calls to him to hear him call back from across the distant shore.
They are searching on a continuous road
On a continues road they are searching
She is alone on a continues path
He is on a continues path; alone
Both guided by their afar voices
While by the others voice from afar
There’s no peace in wondering of the ones who always wander never finding home.
Those paths they have tread have lead to their death bed
They made a wish to cast a spell of might
They throw away all thought of home
From then
down-from-the-door
Their
Journey-has-begun
Beyond the shores of the sea there’s something she seeks
West away the sea takes her,
Across the rolling blue waves are flowing
Where the winds are blowing
On the horizon she rises as a moon over the periwinkle seas
Paving it to rippling silver glass leaving the mermaids light upon the waters her soul passes
She made a wish then cast a spell of might
He calls back to her opening a path in return of the night saying
“your ways are marked by tracks of light that means escape from endless night”
In the west where she now be
Felling the salt wind blow her free upon the beach of white dunes as the waves surge upon the foot tracked dunes
Leaving her heart to
Still beat
on-an-on
into the lights of Amen
‘Avalon’
The night heeds on thoughts of Mystery an sublime to our insomniac travelers
The nights tapestry weaves the story of the moons forlorn portrait as she looks upon the dreamless bidding them to see
Through the shadows that have befallen weather in dreams…
Dreams of truth
Truths unseen
Tears upon her face as she saw them pass away in sleeping when sleeping is death then hopes are gone
Her hope fades into the solemn worlds of night
For all her hopes to become truths revealed from the voices that call her
To the love that finds her
“I hear a voice calling from out of my reach” she calls to him to hear him call back from across the distant shore.
They are searching on a continuous road
On a continues road they are searching
She is alone on a continues path
He is on a continues path; alone
Both guided by their afar voices
While by the others voice from afar
There’s no peace in wondering of the ones who always wander never finding home.
Those paths they have tread have lead to their death bed
They made a wish to cast a spell of might
They throw away all thought of home
From then
down-from-the-door
Their
Journey-has-begun
Beyond the shores of the sea there’s something she seeks
West away the sea takes her,
Across the rolling blue waves are flowing
Where the winds are blowing
On the horizon she rises as a moon over the periwinkle seas
Paving it to rippling silver glass leaving the mermaids light upon the waters her soul passes
She made a wish then cast a spell of might
He calls back to her opening a path in return of the night saying
“your ways are marked by tracks of light that means escape from endless night”
In the west where she now be
Felling the salt wind blow her free upon the beach of white dunes as the waves surge upon the foot tracked dunes
Leaving her heart to
Still beat
on-an-on
into the lights of Amen
‘Avalon’
