I am dreaming of tomorrow
Why dont you see my sorrow
Sweet my sweet steady me up
Lying screaming on the floor.
In my vision's darkness
In my nightmares madness
I feel your excalibur
Its pointing at the door.
Scorpions come screeching
The devil's own is preaching
My soul is steeped in desire
I am dissolute to the core.
Shapes shifting round me
Visions of pain and ecstacy
I am holding out my hands to catch
Together we are so much more
Than mere mortal mavericks
And this life isn't a bag of tricks
We can be knight and lady on blissful silent shores
Of blisters and their blessings
Of blood and your balm of dressings
Dreams and dread desires all tread
My mind His universe tracing...
Screech screech screech and hoot
The barn owls own the night
Bright bright eeerie light
The moon scars my sight
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(c) Amrita Valan 2014
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