i couldn't stop falling, was too late to scream
a new kind of darkness came down from the skies
it came thru the window and opened my eyes
and when it all came into view
i felt it was long overdue
that's when i noticed it was nothing new
'twas just another blue
i had the sensation i'd been here before
a room with a window but not with a door
i know someone's knocking but don't hear a sound
and if they are looking i'll never be found
the colours all came into view
i felt that i already knew
my eyes can just see only one kind of hue
just another blue
such dreams are a warning that you mustn't heed
beware of the wanting, seek out what you need
you'll find in the dawning a new kind of light
that opens the window and brings back your sight
don't wait for the most perfect ones
you'll only be burned by the suns
tomorrow I'll wake and start over again
but tomorrow never comes
stephenhsmith 9sep2004
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