and no one
has to inform me
Of what it's like
for a Lover to believe
Believe even if it's only
Fantasy, ,
and nothing can change
my mind
It's held tight
by this Man's Heart
There's no need
for me to rearrange
my spending time
figuring what is right
I follow, , my Heart, ,
Then there's that Broken Door
where once the Road
to evermore
Led us to, ,
Lives lived as Gold
well what's to say
that we haven't known, , ?
all along you've always been
first a Melody
and then one of my favorite
Mysteries, ,
Then a Lover
as we've grown, , ,
Lover's Soul Mate and Then
a Fellow Traveler as best
of friend, , ,
What's to see, ,
we've already settled that
Future came and found
our childhood was never bound
we've the ticket to be as free
as we were meant to, , , , , ,
just let us be, , ,
set us free, ,
and let us be
we can't always
be amused, , by the meanial
life you give that we refuse, ,
Let us Be, , ,
It's just got to be, ,
for our time to swallow
what we've to bring, , ,
from the Past
Let us Be
Dip in our Road
filled with Notes from the underground, , ,
Back stage Pass to our production
of loving Memories, ,
Time can Swallow
the Past
like seeds flown on the Wind, ,
but those were never
meant to last
and we can follow
in the Footsteps
once again, , ,
However, better as lovers
this time, than just old friends
Nothing say's we have to stay
I was half way gone anyway, ,
Traveling on my Own, , ,
No where, yet anywhere
I could call my Home
it's all relative, ,
when freedom is how you choose to live
I'm forever on the Move
and always alone
any place is fine with me
I can call it all my home
who said I must Obey?
I don't choose to live that way
Around Here, , ,
it's any thing but what you
wish it to be, , ,
so Ive moved on, , ,
to live a Life like a well
Produced Fantasy, , ,
cast of One was all I'd need
float until the River's dry
then walk if I must, ,
To be moving on is worth
what ever I have to try, , , ,
Movin' On, , , ,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
cast of One was all I'd need float until the River's dry then walk if I must, , To be moving on is worth what ever I have to try, , , , Whatever it be.. move on.. great graphic, very nice poem. tony