Life is but a dream
You know thats what they say
Not every dreams a good one
Especially not today
But i have a good feeling about tomorrow
And that makes it all ok

Searching for more
Getting a grip
Feeling the air
Fill my lungs

They pulse
In and away
Like my heart
On warmer days
Or my hand
Clenched in cold
My racing thoughts
And getting old

Up a rope
Infinitely long
Pulling and pulling
Lungs, stay strong

With not my hands shall i climb
Up up and away to the divine

The sky is
Covered in clouds
The sun is
No where to be found
Memories passed
Floating around this town
Like the shadows
Covering the ground

Constantly removing
A vast empty space

My racing thoughts

Come closer
To my aging face

I have a sword
On the wall
I see past the iron
I hear its call

I like the weight
Like i've felt it before
Maybe sometime ago
I was in a brutal war

Just a decoration now
A conversation piece
For the thoughts on how
Chivalrous knights lived life

Of the things you want to see
The places
You might want to be
The choice
To set your mind free

The world you want to love
Is nothing you're above
Nothing you're below
This is your act
This is your show

Energy only wants to flow
The path least resisting
So stop resisting
And start existing!

If i spent all my time
Making up rhymes
And all the less time
With corona and limes
Maybe id be
Just a little less blind
Maybe have a real taste
Like lifes greater divine