a walk of thoughts
a walk of thoughts, through mountains grey
a quest for principles not real today
so hand in hand desire and true
to find the visions clear and new
clear and new
when sending mayhem far away
to live, some fragment here must stay
but photographs should not be torn
less memories be buried worn
buried worn
the dimness of this candle time
a coating shadow, lifetime’s grime
the yearning, reaching, striving for
cannot be all, there must be more
must be more
©2005 Hey Hey