Standing in Dawns Early Morning Light

 

One day I found myself standing in dawns early morning light

With this strange eerie pace that everything was going to be alright

 

As, miles back down the road, every now and again

I watched the memories of my past swaging in the wind

 

And yet the dusted road that lied behind me

Looked like a strange foreign woven tapestry

 

And had I turned back to revisit the insanity of those days

I’d a gotten lost some where backdown memories lonely lanes

 

Trapped between a faded future and a uncertain past

The road ahead appeared to be covered with thick frosted glass

 

Oh how much easier things would be for me

If I could ever go back and rewrite history

 

At least I’d know which apples had worms

And which rights would lead to silly wrong turns

 

Yet, I know, and I must admit, that I do actually realize

That, mistakes can only be seen through hindsight eyes

 

And I wonder to my self, am I somehow

Make a mistake, as I wait here even now?

 

Maybe I’ve already wasted too much time

Maybe, I just like letting these hours gradually past by

 

It puts more distance between him and me

It put more spaces between them and we

 

All those silly promises and fad dreams

All those hopeless nights and broken wings

 

Yes, a think, if I can, I’d like to stay here and rest just for little while

And try to gain more strength before I decide to go for that extra mile

 

And although my wings are healed from the time I spent with my heads in the clouds

And my legs ache no more from walking the tight ropes for those circus clowns.

 

I think I just stand hear in the warmth of dawn early morning light

And pretend for just once that everything was always all right.

 

by easyrivers