Dream theater ; Wait For Sleep
Standing by the window
Eyes upon the moon
Hoping that the memory
will leave her spirit soon
She shuts the doors
and lights and lays
her body on the bed
Where images and words
are running deep
She has too much pride
to pull the sheets
above her head
So quietly she lays
and waits for sleep
She stares at the ceiling
and tries not to think
And pictures the chain
Se's been trying to link again
But the feeling is gone
And water can't cover her memory
And ashes can't answer her pain
God give me the power
to take breath from a breeze
And call life from
a cold metal frame
In with the ashes
Or up with the smoke
from the fire
With wings up in heaven
Or here,
lying in bed
Palm of her hand
to my head
Now and forever curled
in my heart
And the heart
of the world
minilyrict by zephyr 0508