NEVER TO BE

Thomas J. Dooley

 

  Drips of a dream found in these tears
No sadness love is all I can hear
The voice of the soul whispers in my ear

Falsetto sounds in the tune
Gave life to the muse
She has me thinking of you

Never to be a brother, Never to be a friend
In the cycle of life, I hope to pass you again

One color in my pallet is all I need
For the pictures that you sing
Setting the sound free

If I chose to be anyone it wouldn't be you
I would be the muse just to see what you do
To see the alchemy of a creative groove

Never to be brother, Never to be a friend
The story is not over when the light comes on at the end

Copyright ©2017 Thomas Dooley
  • Author: Thomas J. Dooley (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 26th, 2017 16:56
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