Post 100: Untitled (1/14/07)

Untitled (1/14/07?)

Waking from a dream

Now I see that everything was just a scene
Of illusionary delight that I thought I’d see

In the light of day now I see

Now I see, but I forgot why the hell I believed

On the summit (or so I thought)

Looking down on all I surveyed
My castle of gold in the sky

But it seems like day to night
Like the next day
It all went away
Replaced by perpetual twilight

I can’t fight this dusk tonight

Cos I know there’s no damn tomorrow

You and me

What were we? Was I anything to you
Or just another bit player in your life
I thought you and me would rewrite history
With a love like the world’s never known

But the joke is on me
Left on the cutting room floor
With no hope to come true