Posted: Mon Nov 17, 2003 5:38 am
A homeward angel on the fly
A wave toward the clearing sky
A wave toward the clearing sky
Half the world flies
As half the world turns
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Posted: Mon Nov 17, 2003 1:13 pm
Posted: Mon Nov 17, 2003 1:17 pm
Remembering when first I held
The wheel in my own hands
I took the helm so eagerly
And sailed for distant lands
The wheel in my own hands
I took the helm so eagerly
And sailed for distant lands
Posted: Mon Nov 17, 2003 1:22 pm
Like a shipwrecked mariner adrift on an unknown sea
Clinging to the wreckage of the lost ship Fantasy
I'm a castaway, stranded in a desolate land
Clinging to the wreckage of the lost ship Fantasy
I'm a castaway, stranded in a desolate land
Posted: Mon Nov 17, 2003 3:38 pm
Time is a gypsy caravan
Steals away in the night
To leave you stranded in Dreamland
Steals away in the night
To leave you stranded in Dreamland
Posted: Mon Nov 17, 2003 9:20 pm
On the edge of sleep,
I was drifting for half the night
I was drifting for half the night
Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2003 8:20 am
Wind-
In my hair-
Shifting and drifting-
In my hair-
Shifting and drifting-
Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2003 8:26 am
Quiet and pensive
My thoughts apprehensive
The hours drift away
My thoughts apprehensive
The hours drift away
Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2003 9:03 am
Well, I need it quick
and I need it now,
before I start to fade away.
and I need it now,
before I start to fade away.
Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2003 11:24 am
When all the bones are buried
There is barely time to go outside and play
There is barely time to go outside and play
Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2003 12:01 pm
Well, I was only a kid
didn't know enough to be afraid
Playing the game, but not the way
the big boys played
didn't know enough to be afraid
Playing the game, but not the way
the big boys played
Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2003 7:25 pm
Reasoning is partly insane
Image just an eyeless game
The night is turning thin
The saint is turning to sin
Image just an eyeless game
The night is turning thin
The saint is turning to sin
Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2003 8:40 pm
Pale facsimile
Like what others see
When they look in my direction
Like what others see
When they look in my direction
Posted: Tue Nov 18, 2003 8:51 pm
Look in -- to the eye of the storm
Look out -- for the force without form
Look around -- at the sight and the sound
Look in look out look around --
Look out -- for the force without form
Look around -- at the sight and the sound
Look in look out look around --
Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2003 6:53 am
Look... the mist is rising
And the sun is peaking through
See, the steps grow lighter
As I reach their final few
And the sun is peaking through
See, the steps grow lighter
As I reach their final few