Washed by the tides of fire moon
Path leads me back to the wood
Where the dream was once real
Path leads me back to the wood
Where the dream was once real
Fading in time I sing your lullaby
Followed by love and lost storyline
I thought the dream was real, but taken by dawn
Ever loved pain
Pouring through the veins
Of time and vanity I see
Last dawn of memory
Tie me tight to the pine
So I will endure your rhyme
Once sweeter than wine
Poisonous venom flowing in me
With a shadow of lost fantasies
Once dear to the heart I longed to feel
Ever dreamed thrill
Before the drop of sundown line
Horizon weeps for a scene
Where life turns into a memory
Revive me, cure the soul, heal the heart
Forgotten path
Vanishing deep in a memory I tore apart
Dreamer’s song confessed dying in silence
Lullabies flow still before the midnight call
I see the dream in your eyes
Hoping for the tide to come before
I could find the way to fall
Linlin's Poetry 