Tuesday, July 14, 2009

I Fell To The Ground (early 1990's)

I fell to the ground
In one big shiny heap
I bounced without a sound
And tried hard not to sleep

Soon though I slept hard
And long, without relief
And dreamt of swimming guard
Near a shark infested reef

I woke up (not) too late
Just feeling free and clear
I face a newer fate
With hope, because, comes fear

I hate songs like this one
Which use dreams to show the soul
I'll try to pare it down to none
So that I become the whole

For dreams are simply dreams
Do not translate from my heart
And the real things really seem
To be where I've got to start

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