Dreamer

Dreamer

sending your vision into the night

dreamer

swinging your sword of light

Running where the road is broken

singing where no words are spoken

I remember you when I was a girl

how your bright eyes reflected the African planes

you told me of Laos and the Ivory Coast

and of all of your friends with unsayable names...

you taught me to never hide my wings

to strive for all the craziest things

and always believe in the goodness of men

you told me all this,

and took off again…

Dreamer

let all the cynics laugh

you’re on your own path...

I remember you when you drank your beer

the crack in your voice when you said,

“don’t you worry

you know I must go, but I'll come back again”

in the book of your face I could read your story.

a torch in the disillusioned night

you raged, and raged and raged

against the dying of the light!

and I still believe in the goodness of men

you told me all this

and I'll say it again

Dreamer

let all the cynics laugh

you’re on your own path...

Running where the road is broken

singing where no words are spoken...