Monday, 26 December 2011

Half Past Five Behind

dream on woman, dream on
dream the whole night through
if you let me climb aboard
you'll see me then; maybe you wont

if you look past the distant waters
you'll know who's seeking solace
on the road; crawiling, walking, speeding
headed to an infinite spree of winter madness

master, master!! how can i find in me peace?
will I have to reach for the moon?
will i have to wait in the wings?
or look for love again.....

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