it is time

My friend, it is time that the mourning bells chime
Tolling in blue, from morning through night
Waking from dreams seeing seas beyond reach
While elusive, she hides on the shadowy beach

Abruptly erupting from the death and destruction
Rose up from the ashes a figure so close
A flash of an image of one once worth knowing
Flashback to black with a past now so cold

Amnesia wraps its arms around and gives me such a hug
An iron maiden memory that traps all hope inside
Sharpened lies that pierce the flesh produce this pain I feel
Nothing will remain if I'm to fall again to hell

A place

Once existed a meadow, with flowers of white
Where crickets would serenade me all night
As sun rose, petals bloomed; the trees grew strong
An infant in bliss, but it didn't last long
Left alone in the woods, forgotten for hours
Memories formed as they burned all his flowers
This child grew up within wilting white fields
Fourteen so lonesome, gray skies clouded over
Hanging there for years to come.

Did dreamland die with the butterflies?
Meadow decay into swamplands of pain
Thunderclaps, roaring, call out his name
Did dreamland die with the butterflies?
A place no one knew, a place just for me
A place in my mind I could finally be free

New Song :)

Moonlight Reality

Dreams, they come and go
But memory lasts a lifetime
Worlds hide in his head
Just waiting for a chance
He perceives a visionary
Within his prison cell
Time speaks to the man
Who doesn't know himself.

In dreams he goes so far away
To lands that can't be real
All reality is chained
A crime without a deal

He can run, but can't be shot
He can fly and won't get caught
He can love with worries not
Under cover of moonlight reality