Wake

Inside a dreamer's palace So desolate and vast Amidst the solemn pinnacles And shadows of a past You lie awake to find The somber evening hours fade Away like childhood memories Your mind withdrawn to shade The night on the horizon Has whispered in your ear You came for consolation You won't find it here The night on the horizon Has whispered in your ear You came for consolation You won't find it here Hope and disillusion Have sunk in mires of doubt Along with scraps of triumph You could have left with out A fool for loss and tragedy The muses senseless kiss For which you blindly sought out All the pearls of the abyss A senseless quest for dignity Has blurred your weary eyes The sum of your ideals Compromise a formless lump of pride and vice The night on the horizon Has whispered in your ear You came for consolation You won't find it here And yet a subtle smile Like thieves upon your face With scars and worn delusions You still enter night with grace.