I dreamed of seeing foreign lands
The distant shores, the drifting sands
Of endless time from childish tales
To sail a ship with deep blue sails
Across the seas until I found
A land where I could settle down
And then at last I thought I saw
The way that I could have it all
I met a king, I kissed a boy
I had contrived a clever ploy
To dance beneath the dying sun
And let the scales fall one by one
Until the day at last you saw
That nothing was alright at all
And now you wish to right the wrongs
To raise to dead with pretty songs
But dreams will drift so far away
When there's no love to make them stay
Though I may take the long way home
And from the narrow path may roam
I still press onward toward prize
And still believe the Son will rise
Do not regret or for me weep
Just leave me be and let me sleep
For in my dreams I see strange lands
Carried along by drifting sands
Where time is lost in endless tales
Aboard a ship with deep blue sails
- Author: CicakRusak ( Offline)
- Published: March 11th, 2016 21:57
- Category: Sad
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