Monday, February 15, 2010

Take Me to the Nearest Window

I'm looking into the eyes of the sky.
Wondering where the stars will lead me.
I'm scared because what if I don't catch my dreams in time?
Will the stars even free me?

I'm confused and shaken,
calm and at ease.
I can't figure out where I am going...


The sky is the limit,
but I'm far beyond that.
I'm going where no one has gone before.
Take me to the nearest window,
and I will open the nearest door.

I'll show you a place that you haven't seen.
Where wishes are granted and realities are dreams.
Those dreams we dreamed time and time again,
become real as real can be my lovely friend.

Although I cannot think right now,
I can tell you where we will be.
Beneath the moon's shadow and
underneath a sea of dreams.

We'll swim to the bottom of the jar
and inhale every belief and opinion.
We'll live off the pure imagination.
And begin where we had ended.

And underneath that moon of shadows
and above the sea of dreams,
we stand together looking for more
than just a sea and moon beams.

We look off into the horizon.
Trying to picture what is waiting for us.
Exhaling the words we never thought before,
thinking of love and lust.

Lust was so simple for us.
It was more powerful than the wave of the sea.
It tossed us around and drowned us.
In that jar that holds our dreams.

Let's race to the nearest window,
and I'll unlock the nearst door.
Together we will find our way
from the sea and onto the shore.

Our dreams still being kept in the chest...
At the bottom of the jar.
Forever to be chased,
just like that shooting star.


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