Old Dream

I walked on the dark side of everyone's everything more

And wondrous fairies they walk through the crack in the door

Walls of old pavement shine quick like a glimpse of the moon

Friends that I've had, like towers they shoot to the moon

My fate has been sealed and I watch from my bedroom door

The city winks dim in the map on the floor of my mind

Drifting bodies on streets made from blood and from bone

They feel the wind as it washes from sky to alone

If seas of memory crashed in the waves of my head

If floods of foresight whipped the hat from your hair

I'd split into pieces, two big smiles, one dark eye

Worlds of sadness and inklings of happiness, I cry