Deep in darkness Lightning flares The question asked: Who dares? Pain strikes quickly Hearts despair. The question asked: Who cares? We travel slowly On the stair We climb into a dragon's lair To meet a fate both foul and fair The cymbals clash The trumpets blare Into the lightning strike We stare. Waking, sleeping, who can tell? Is this heaven Or some sweet hell? We brace for storm and lightning fell. What will come next We cannot tell.
Deep in darkness Lightning flares The question asked: Who dares? Pain strikes quickly Hearts despair. The question asked: Who cares? We travel slowly On the stair We climb into a dragon's lair To meet a fate both foul and fair The cymbals clash The trumpets blare Into the lightning strike We stare. Waking, sleeping, who can tell? Is this heaven Or some sweet hell? We brace for storm and lightning fell. What will come next We cannot tell.
The day has brought its journey The night has brought us home The darkness soothes the tired eyes Time for to burn a cone. A harbour on the voyage The ship tied up at last. But ready to cast off At the dawning light's first blast! We sail into the labile sea The neon shores glow gleamily We spread the sails of imagery And mindscapes everlastingly And ask: What is liquidity?
So we reach another place Passengers through corridors Which have both time and space We only know the past things done We only hope our wyrd has run. The future is unwritten Until we write it down Choose words wisely if you can For here the future's sown. It seems absurd to write down words Silent words no ear can hear... How can soundless markings Convey the noise of talking?
Although 'tis dawn, it's dark In the midst of crowds I stand Written out of the drama My story rewritten in sand The footprints on the beach Where I helped to bear the load Are washed away come morning Forgotten like a toad Wings do beat in evening sky Flying up to the Sun The tired rabbit turns away Back down into his run The flyers dance so joyfully In lingering light above Catching the shining rays of light Following the Sun Crossing to the other side where other flyers wait The rabbit is back underground, sans comfort and sans mate. He wonders if they think of him, who only did his best But stumbled badly launching A flyer from the nest. Winged creatures are quite heavy A breaking load to bear But rabbits must be left behind To get up into air... Dragons, butterflies, and bees... I wonder if they think of me A rabbit far across the seas.
The trees will sometimes talk with me Each has a story, don't you see Some stand up tall, and some are small On some the vines do cast a pall They struggle fiercely to survive And if they can, they'll fiercely thrive And seek and find the Sun and air As they climb a skyward stair.
The band played well No one to tell This emptiness can feel like hell. Abandoned on a lonesome sea Drinking my last cup of tea The pot is full, too much is there For here's no one with whom to share So many news Must be unsaid Except perhaps when we are dead. To be alone is harder still When loneliness was banished 'til It all came rushing back like tides Left behind, I cannot hide The fact that emptiness is where Once I had such cheer.
