fields of dreams
looking into my dreams
i see fields of brown
dark & desolate
the silence is deadly
the only soul to be seen is mine
my own weight to bare
no help from others i try to walk the miles
hoping for an end to this horrible dream
but is this a dream or the reality of my life
never standing to long
wanting to stop where i stand
tired, lonely & weak of will
laying down & giving up is all i wish to do
but death is the only way out
& should i choose that route
will i be forgiven for giving up
or will u hang it over my head for the rest of eternity?
wanting to find those fields of brown
& maybe i want have to walk the miles forever
laying amongst the brown enveloped by the soft wind that blows
never having to walk the miles again...