~ Symbols ~

Symbols
10.03.03

I haven’t touched the charred pages
Of these dreams recorded upon empty parchment
Written and cried in blood
For many a days gone by

But I’m ready to return
The moon is rising in my mind’s eye
And it’s back to the beginning
Falling from the cradeled end

Smoke marrs the horizon
I won’t give in
I won’t stop fighting
But I’m losing

They say peace comes
To the organized mind
Destruction is too close at hand-
For that peace to be mine

But I’m ready to return
The sun is sinking in my eyes
And I’m racing towards the end
So that I might be able to start again

Smoke marrs the horizon
I’ll never give in
I’ll never stop fighting
Still I’m losing

And they are crying
Crying for the symbols falling down
It makes sense to me but-
That was never saying much

<--- fall into my patterened tears... [return]
<---<--- catch me as i fall? [AA]