Slowly so shall the sleep come
Seeping into our weary bones
Taking us to where we may dream
Taking us to be alone
And she calls out
Calling me to her
And she cries out
Crying in pain
And she speaks out
Making me feel the truth
Jerked awake by her words
Realizing it was just a dream
Just a dream where I was King
But only the King of Fools
To see in her mind
What was I?
To hear her speak
What did she feel?
And so I drift to sleep again
And dream some more
And she calls out to me...
This time I sleep on.

::March 4, 2003 03:33 PM

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