The Fields of Eden
It started to rain as I reached for your hand in the precinct
If you need reassurance I love you I need you
But don't be afraid if your life isn't going
The way that you want it
Then she turned and said
You're a dreamer
An underachiever
A might have been
Man without a star
Stunned by her outburst I let go her hand at the precinct
I tried very hard not to deceive you
I've written of love as it is as I know it
(So much for writing),
The threatening page the words of love in writing
Somehow they seem binding almost afraid
Man without a star
Ideas translated into music
And Lost in translation what I meant to say
The sentimental chastised dreamer sighs
Rubs his eyes
And casts his net again
I walked away and I started to dream of Elysium
Reality dwindled the real world escaped me
Who can relate to another mans fate
We're alone in our quandary
A vesper song swung out of the cloisters
Sliding down the banisters the mystery
Man without a star.
The DEVILS Made Me Do It!
The Fields of Eden