Dancing along land
wishing upon the farthest
shore, who would miss me?
.
water crashing into
my mind, aquariens
siren call, restless
.
there is no peace in
dreams, no hope in peace, fading
hopes dashed on the sands
.
listless, hopeless, mind
oh what does trouble ye
when aught but dreams fade
.
cannea ye dream of
better things to occupy
your mind, on your way
.
home? yet who would care
if i was no longer to
dream of whispered things