(A lone voice whispers)
Wiping away some of these painful tears
While looking up at this blue sky
To all my watching invisible fans
As the Black Birds play
In this neverending vision of
Fools Paradise
I guess I'm still filled with some unexplored fears
Fears
That I never threw the dice
And never took a chance
To ask you
To come home as my wife
Where it could have been so nice
I just tell myself now
To smile
When I think of how that simple act of self-sacrifice
Could have changed my life
With a single wet kiss of peace
For the Low Men
In the Midnight Sky
Above
Always watching
Who in daylight
I can never see
But when I deep dream at night
In Lands of Lucidity
I see them
Always gathering in huge burning paranormal circles
In wild rotating figures of eight
To whisper whenever they hear my soul's nightly screams and cries
Time and time again
Whenever I dare to dream and pray
That
I'm eventually one day
I'm going to climb over all the icy hurdles
And win
That I'm going to find happiness and joy
And all the sweetest things
I once dreamed of
When I was a little boy
Especially when they see me
Drowning in dark perilous
Purple pools of broken dreams and despair
Filled with sliding colliding images of old sins
Which compels them to gather together and whisper in droves
To sing down to me
With a dreamy symphony
To the only one
Who sees them and knows
The true king of their many midnight shows
And with a rising chant and tempo
From The Realms of their hidden Star Groves
They summon my attention
So I know I'm their Star
The entertainment of the moment
They all watch from afar
It's time to move on
They joyously sing
To remind me
Don't try to stay strong and drown
But sing this song
From us
To get stronger and stronger
Sing
I'm moving on
I'm moving on
Before you join us
In the fast-moving universe's dust
For sometimes to live in pain
Is so wrong
Even though it
Breaks your heart
Even if your heart bleeds
Sing
So I'm moving on
For it's what your heart needs
Then they wait
Watching for my tears to stop
In their fluctuating halo's of eight
All smiling
Dressed in dark cloaks of blue and hue
Only to then disappear
Like a flicker of a light switch
Into their huge burning paranormal gates
Into the wispy Grey Ether
As my soul stops crying
And takes a well-needed breather
From all the pain caused
When I decided to leave her
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
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