The blue waters hushing the land,
The sun hides behind the clouds stilling the land,
the winds breeze brushing the flowers,
in Ireland the land speaks


She makes me dream
I laugh at the thought of her
It is as though she has set me free
she makes me dream
The most wonderful dreams

Have you ever been lost?
I'm not the one who has.
Yet I think you are.
Have you ever looked up?
I see a moving sky.
Yet you believe it is unmoving
Have you ever disliked Crying?
I tend to cry for fun.
Yet you resist the tears.
Have you ever been angry with me?
I don't know why you would be.
Yet I feel like you are.
Have you ever wondered what people think of you?
I've never met you, but I think of you.
Yet you have only now thought of me.
Have you ever thought you are beautiful?
I don't think I am.
Yet you may be think I am.
Have you ever asked yourself questions that no one else can answer?
I am asking my self some right now.
Yet you are waiting for this to end.
Have you ever thought about stopping?
I might soon
Yet you won't
Can I ask you a question?
I think it's a good question
Yet you may have your own
Isn't it wonderful what we think?
I think about it a lot.
Yet maybe you do too.

Solid tears frozen to the edge of the freezer,
Frostbite eats away at the heart,
Severed limbs sit heavily on the rack,
Colors change from red to grey,
The light hum of a forgotten fridge,
The house lost of life,
The city empty,
The world spoiled

Read
                                        Laughter
           ­      Forever
Love
                                        Stays
      ­           Defiant
In these
                                        Lost
          ­       Dreams
Words    
                                       Flinging
                 Wildly
Hear        
                                       Paper
                Speak
Pain
                                ­      Beside
               Tears,
Shout
                                      These
      ­         Curses
But
                                     Stones
               Flow
Sing
                                      Ignorance
       ­        Endlessly,
For
                                      In
         ­     Faith
Me
                                     Dying
              Rejecting    
See
                           ­          Conscious
             Fear,
It
             Finally
                                    End**(s)

I can Dream of gods and goddesses,
I can Wish upon stars and flowers,
I Expect none of it to come true,
I can Dream of being famous and powerful,
I can Wish to be intelligent and handsome,
I Expect none of that to be true,
I can Dream of beauty that parallels the gods,
I can Wish for love that extends beyond the stars,
I Expect none of this to come true,
I can Dream of you,
I can Wish for you,
I Expect only that you Dream & Wish the same.