Waking The Restless -- The Empty Whole

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Date Posted: 13:07:54 06/17/00 Sat
Author: Daffodil Angel
Subject: Waking The Restless

It�s 5 AM, the rising sun is hiding itself during the nucleus of the storm
My consciousness, my pride, my mind all make up this puzzling syzygy that�s taking place
All this imperceptible enigma is planting me down from the norm
If everything wasn�t all that roundabout, I�d take a change of pace

But I�m not quite innocent anymore!
Is there some kind of promiseland in store?

If things weren�t all that complicated, then I could proliferate my desire
We can all be different, but can we all differentiate?
But I�m sure that there�s this invigorating sensation that I�m just longing to acquire
If I had a sip of this romanticism, then perhaps I can captivate this fate!

But I�m not quite innocent anymore!
Is there some kind of promiseland in store?

Shaken, scared stiff, stuck here all alone
Not a candle lit, or a call on the phone
I�ve gotta propitiate this somber shadow of mine
As I�m waking the restless
While I still know that there�s some miracle to strive

I�ve always believed that there is some enchanted place
Out there in the outskirts of this reality
And someday I will find myself flinging these doors agape and face
The world as I imagined it, cause what I see�I believe!

So is there still enough time to compromise?
Is there time to spare for salvaging the sun?
The horizon is rising, the dark and the light are entwin-ing
Look up at the sky, Ramuh�s deed is done!

But I�m not quite innocent anymore!
Come on, is there a promiseland in store?

Shaken, scared stiff, stuck here all alone
Not a candle lit, or a call on the phone
I�ve gotta propitiate this somber shadow of mine
As I�m waking the restless
While I still know that there�s some miracle to strive

But I�m not all that na�ve nowadays!
And I�m still interrogating for this golden haze!

Shaken, scared stiff, stuck here all alone
Not a candle lit, or a call on the phone
We�ve gotta propitiate these somber shadow of ours
As we�re waking the restless
While we still realize that we�ve got the willpower!

Copyright 2000
Noah Eaton
5/14/00

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