Death so cold yet so welcoming,
so tempted to find your quietness
to climb your desolate caves
full of foggy decaying
souls and fountains 
full of nothingness

Death so comforting so far
yet so near when my heart
wants to part from this,
this world, this sheer 
madness...

Forever suspended
above what somehow ended
life they call,
but what of such,
existence is but a mere dream
fade to fade to fade
we fade a way, we fade

such is our fate
death they call
a wake from a dream
wake to wake from
the eternal sleep

But that sleep
is what we thought 
was to be awake
and to be awake
is to end the dream
of what we once thought
was reality,

we live dead, and we die with life..
we find life through death 
and through death we live life
we are dead yet alive
and while alive we find death,

A moment of eternity,
a moment of tranquility
a moment to desert
to revert to the unknown
to become a part 
of the bitter moon

Islands of dreary
frozen nights of starry
teary eyes that swallow
bright wings that fly
to hollow sight of days
when once the truth 
was known and sewn
to the quilt of life
and to the cooped up moan
of the man without 
a pent up song,
and a cover of gold
the disguise.

Fear
Gone
night

La Casa de Woogie
 Copyright March 30th, 2001 16:58H by K'z