كلمات Crescent

I stopped myself at the golden gate In the hazy blue collapsing of another day The city outstretched, I held my breath Hypnotized by every thought I’ve had Mesmerized by all the living dead I knew as I watched all the clouds cascade From the tangled underbrush by all the capping waves That someday I would die in a cool dark room Lifted from a life I never knew Drowning in a dream like dreamers do Beneath the two feet and the rails in red Dancing in the drift around a rushing wind The lift in my step made the fold too thin Floating on the overcasting, still I’ll serenade the thought of something real The words heartfelt as the rain came in A memory surrounding any place I’ve been A soft light voice in exhausting shades Cradling a figure as it fades Sinking in a song of open space