Train at the station I'm not getting that one Things seem to be moving too quickly This great getaway should be a relaxing break But it's standing room only for the next three hours I step outside It's quiet Calm All the travellers are away I think I'll walk a bit and regain my peace
The streets are uneasy at this time When the twilight separates the day Party goers , lonely wanderers, the disturbed And yet As the darkness fades All takes on a new perspective
The real disappears and the routine begins once more Uniformed of mind take their places in the daily experience Isolated beings for the sake of repetition and familiarity Weak every day through the months and years Until All stops
Those in the shadows prefer the unknown and unexpected The challenge of survival without a fragile safety net For it all ends for all How we reach that point depends on our perception of a life lived
Silence is a friend that will never betray But Do you want to live your life with nothing to say Be who you are Forget about the gimmicks We were born original Don't let us die mimics
Close your eyes let the world disappear Forget where you are forget where is here Picture the happiness of freedom within Forget where you are forget where you've been This moment is now This moment is real You're surroundings don't matter it's how you feel
Wind waves the dew goodbye The land refreshed Time is unknown in a natural sense As is a beginning Or End All that happens is all that should be No complications The flow of freedom without Consciousness is a curse To the thinking
Morning silence Swear I hear the earth's heartbeat Taking some time Before they start to turn up the heat Looking out this window Don't know what the day will bring My noiseless freedom Shattered by a phone ring
Was I awake when I dreamt I was dreaming What better time to think of life and it's meaning Is it all that it seems Or some mad scientists scheme Is it real what you feel when you dream?
late evening the sky reflects my feeling of relaxation but tiredness is a reality sleep is near tomorrow I'll welcome the sun meanwhile peace is a destiny unfulfilled
I am not here Not as I Can be present Through the invisible highways That transmit my ramblings To where they finally rest I don't know But If you find them Then I told you so
Woke up at 5 Realised I had missed 4 years The next 10 were a blur Turned into a teenager with no fears After 30 Thought I knew the plan Passing 50 Still felt like a boy living as a man 60 It's just a number Until the mirror laughs at me I think I'll sleep at 70 See what the next life will be
How many faces will you wear today? Depends who you see, depends what you say Intentions may be good, judgement may be wrong It's difficult pleasing everyone, trying to get along
The palate of sand Rises to an extreme dryness Reinforced by subtle elements Perhaps grainy Unexposed Pistachio Ah That certain crunch Hits like a punch Only to grind My ivory To paste The illusion I chase
STOP Look around It is happening Do not move Do not speak Do not think See Hear It is alive In its own mind The city Of dreams Of hopes Of schemes All Confused But still breathing
Run Run Faster Faster More More STOP. Sleep Run Run, Faster Faster, More More, STOP. Sleep Hurry, Hurry, Go, Go, Want, Want, STOP. Sleep Hurry,, Hurry,, Go,,, Go,,, Want,,,, Want,,,, STOP. END
by the morning the waters had receded to reveal new horizons the surface of a different world but this was no sea of tranquility more a reflection of a barren future