I remember a time – 8/20/01

I remember a time when I was alone
Music and imagination were my only friends
A recurring hour that never ends
and finds me in a world I’ve never known

Wise men give me all that I need
when no one else is there to follow
Teaching me to plant the seed
that feeds the hearts that once were hollow

But how far can I go with a head full of direction
if where I’m headed is empty and dead?
Beyond the red rivers of what was said
are the ones that offer protection

The fall is too short to throw away time
When the end holds regret
Gather your mind and try to climb
so the bottom is not the end yet

8/20/01

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