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Subject: Meadows Author: Tyrsis [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 15:46:56 06/13/02 Thu In this city of raw emotion What's this message you bring to me In my world of blind devotion You were there But I could never see Damien Is your heart harder What inside your head Damien Does the night go farther When all your years are bled In my world I have watched and wondered Safely here from behind these walls And your tears could they mean nothing If from this disgrace No one sees them fall Damien Is your heart harder What inside your head Damien Is the dark your father When all your years are bled Sometimes late at night When I'm there in bed I lie there wondering Where do you lay your head And do you say your prayers any more? Do you say your prayers? Damien Is your heart harder Do you still feel pain Damien Does the night go farther When you're sleeping in the rain In the dark I have heard a calling Broken wings that beg to fly Is there time or is it too late Is the cut flower no longer alive Damien Is your heart harder What inside your head Damien Does the night go farther When all your years are bled Meadowland spread beneath her feet, even as song's last words left her lips, a song for one longing to remain awake in a world that beckoned her to sleep. It felt wrong. She felt wrong. Something stifled, lost beyond a recognizable pattern. Vaguely she thought she seen glint of silver...or perhaps it had been white... Tyrsis sunk to her knees, warm fragrance of flower bed rising about her in its tropicality of scents, each wildflower containing its own simple rhythm of life... How simple was this life? To close one's eyes and simply drift away, or to see beyond it all and guess what tomorrow might hold... only to make it into reality by choosing. A flicker, something dim and starlit invading the senses as images washed over her, across her, lover's caress upon the mind... She wanted to shiver, but only tumbled towards the earth, hair laying in fan-fold blanket across wildflowers, a startling dark amidst white, yellow and red. Her dreams were becoming more frequent now, only two days flight from her last point of awakening. She hardly dared sleep now...to sleep was to dream...and to dream was to... It took her. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]