Where do we go (Eyes closed)
I wake up from dreams
I half remember.
All I know
is you were there.
Some childhood stuff,
some broken toys
served as background
to these songs of need.
Where do we go,
eyes closed,
if not to find some meaning
and blind images of hope?
I crawled upon a beach,
trailing bits of you and bits of me
and building up
this shadow of a soul,
waking up from dreams
I know I half remember;
eyes closed and waiting -
hoping for more.