08 January 2009

utopic fantasy

i look at tomorrow without a sigh
and see a picture of the nightly sky
i spy with eyes shedding not just tears
giving no hope but miserable years

winter comes not in this other side
only surreal seasons and baffled tide
wake me up and let me sleep
for me to possess what I couldn't keep

there is no destiny, only time
and everyday there's always crime
drawing near until we have none
only ourselves and our sanity gone

lo, I hear them the muffled cries
of tomorrow who'll witness nothing but lies
they sought for this moment, just wait and see
they'll all end up bewildered like me

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