thirst (by deav)
Rio, Mar 2003
the awakening
drowning in a sea of faces
hardly keep my head above the surface
dreams of open spaces
dreams of lands where i can rest (stand)
surrounded by the treasures gathered
through the battles of existence
though i drink from wells of wisdom
never seem to quench the thirst
i keep on searching…
bluff with queens of hearts and aces
playing games that i can’t understand
dreams of balms of holy graces
wooden tree house by the sand
surrounded by the hearts i’ve conquered
through the dances of the souls
drink from chalices of freedom
never seem to quench the thirst
i keep on searching…
angels have no answers
promise keepers swear the oaths they mean to break
so i keep the search
till the day that i'm awake
i carry right ahead a chandelier or hows and whys
and a backpack full or tears and smiles
and songs i write …
till I find fountains of true love
maybe finally quench the thirst
i keep on searching…
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