How you long for the final good-bye
after you see a life so wasted.
At a funeral under the gold sky.
The casket in the sun all basted.

How you long to see all those gone
after you seen so many a lonely dawn.
Dreaming of the day when you can rest
and let the world off your chest.
When you dream you only feel free
and when you're awake you claim you can't see
Look deep inside and love to wear.
Love to breathe in the cold warm air.
Love to be happy and free.
Dreams of love are what I see.
So don't dream love away
or even dream of what to say.
For once we were together, but now apart
and I still hold memories deep in my heart.
For days long gone
with the open dawn.
Not worried not even scared.
Back when we never really cared
till those waking few seconds of love and death
when you discovered you're on your last breath.

06/17/1999

Posted on 12/16/2003
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