Pure insanity of imaginary story
Sing me a song of your heart, lullaby of fading silence
Dreamless salvation
Written deep by imagination
Follow the path across the field
Travel with first call of wind
Take the last ride for the journey of the night
Find me, take me, bring me back home
For a life, for a kite, pure kiss of hope
Dream me, cure me, make me love
All the verses, all the stories you tell over and over again
Flowing river of time
Caressing all my poor rhymes
Cascading with beauty of white grace
Of withering sanity of last days
Turn loose the heaven
Come here again
Through the light of darkest night
Come across, take this ride
Find me in the deepest dream of your mind
Revive your memory
I wrote the last score
Forget every melody
I found ashore
In the way every day I hear the call
Silent toll, owl’s call, all the paths lead me back home
Whisper to me through the still of the night
Fade with a dream of darkest symphony
Join this ride of insane mind
Taking this journey for another imaginary story
Linlin's Poetry 