Poetry in Music
by
Gregory Page
Long ago and a world away
Held a promise of a brand new day
I crossed my fingers for a love to keep
Tornadoes swept me off of my feet
Sleeping dogs dream of chasing a ball
Like a blossom from a tree that falls
I float down with a raven in the sky
In a graveyard I feel so alive
It's so cold here, in my bed without my love
I cover my emotions, I'm half dead
And the hours laid as the memory still haunts me
And it's tearing me apart
There are fireworks exploding in my heart
Love is always just within my grasp
Like a UFO it’s gone so fast
Was it real or just in my mind?
I ask the psychic on the telephone line
Fast cars dream of winning a race
Like a cloud that gets stuck in one place
I'm drifting with the autumn leaves
In a park where I pray for peace
It's so cold here, in my bed without my love
I cover my emotions, I'm half dead
And the hours laid as the memories still haunts me
And it's tearing me apart
There are fireworks exploding in my heart
Every now and then I catch a glimpse
Of what it’s like to have some common sense
Pipe dreams never seem to come true
They are just a pretty song playing out of tune
Flying fish dream of reaching the sky
Water all around them makes them cry
I never was the kind to kiss and tell
Love's perfect mix of heaven and hell
It's so cold here, in my bed without my love
I cover my emotions, I'm half dead
And the hours laid as the memory still haunts me
And it's tearing me apart
There are fireworks exploding in my heart
by
Gregory Page
Long ago and a world away
Held a promise of a brand new day
I crossed my fingers for a love to keep
Tornadoes swept me off of my feet
Sleeping dogs dream of chasing a ball
Like a blossom from a tree that falls
I float down with a raven in the sky
In a graveyard I feel so alive
It's so cold here, in my bed without my love
I cover my emotions, I'm half dead
And the hours laid as the memory still haunts me
And it's tearing me apart
There are fireworks exploding in my heart
Love is always just within my grasp
Like a UFO it’s gone so fast
Was it real or just in my mind?
I ask the psychic on the telephone line
Fast cars dream of winning a race
Like a cloud that gets stuck in one place
I'm drifting with the autumn leaves
In a park where I pray for peace
It's so cold here, in my bed without my love
I cover my emotions, I'm half dead
And the hours laid as the memories still haunts me
And it's tearing me apart
There are fireworks exploding in my heart
Every now and then I catch a glimpse
Of what it’s like to have some common sense
Pipe dreams never seem to come true
They are just a pretty song playing out of tune
Flying fish dream of reaching the sky
Water all around them makes them cry
I never was the kind to kiss and tell
Love's perfect mix of heaven and hell
It's so cold here, in my bed without my love
I cover my emotions, I'm half dead
And the hours laid as the memory still haunts me
And it's tearing me apart
There are fireworks exploding in my heart
Take this kiss upon the brow !
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream,
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone ?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand
How few ! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep while I weep!
O God ! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp ?
O God ! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave ?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream ?
true friends are hard to come by...
yet when you catch them you feel like you can fly...
you trust them,
love them,
and talk of future...
you know that they will never lie...
and next to them you stand side by side...
you love them,
hug them,
and share smiles with eachother...
oh how it feels when you know your important...
that you know you have some one to comfort you...
you hold their hand,
skip down the street,
and feel no defeat...
true friends are hard to come by...
but hold them tight so away they dont fly.
yet when you catch them you feel like you can fly...
you trust them,
love them,
and talk of future...
you know that they will never lie...
and next to them you stand side by side...
you love them,
hug them,
and share smiles with eachother...
oh how it feels when you know your important...
that you know you have some one to comfort you...
you hold their hand,
skip down the street,
and feel no defeat...
true friends are hard to come by...
but hold them tight so away they dont fly.