We all are part of a great illusion...believe this you may or may not...but when you wake up from the dream you will know...until then my sweet friend...enjoy this most edifying delusion...words and music too!
Wondering
Then came the sound of pounding feet
Louder and louder they did grow
All around surrounding them
Above and so it seemed below
Trees grow tall into the sky
Their branches there do meet
Blocking from your sight always
The sun its burning rays
Louder and louder they did grow
All around surrounding them
Above and so it seemed below
Trees grow tall into the sky
Their branches there do meet
Blocking from your sight always
The sun its burning rays
The little girl she sits and stares
Through grimy windows face
Wondering when her mum will come
Into this derelict space
Wondering when her mum will come
Into this derelict space
Where Eyes Stray
Did you ever let your eyes stray
To another place
Where nothing but illusions grow
Like toadstools in a row
To another place
Where nothing but illusions grow
Like toadstools in a row
Speckled red and white are they
Like corpuscles deep within
Floating round inside your blood
Doing what they do to win
at least they try...
A Message Contain
Wonder maybe why I write
Words as strange as these
Strung together so they be
Like pearls upon a string
Marching endlessly up and down
And sometimes in between
Awake awake you sleepy head
See what is coming down the lane
No meaning have these words at all
Unless a message do contain
Words as strange as these
Strung together so they be
Like pearls upon a string
Marching endlessly up and down
And sometimes in between
Awake awake you sleepy head
See what is coming down the lane
No meaning have these words at all
Unless a message do contain
Lovely Running Gore
You scratch your head
Your pate grows sore
Furrows all around
Gashes deep and red they are
Lovely running gore
And so another tale is told
Waves crash upon the shore
Bringing to you a tale of woe
Sea shells all in a row
Listen carefully and you will hear
Look closely you will see
All is delusion
Subterfuge
and so it is
Your pate grows sore
Furrows all around
Gashes deep and red they are
Lovely running gore
And so another tale is told
Waves crash upon the shore
Bringing to you a tale of woe
Sea shells all in a row
Listen carefully and you will hear
Look closely you will see
All is delusion
Subterfuge
and so it is
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