Gymnopédie

The last enemy to be destroyed is death.



















So, what is the delusion...death, or life?















Why even ask such a question?

As I sleep

A sign drawn in the sand
And a touch of a stranger's hand
I wonder what it means

Time spinning round and round in this space
Then it's gone without a trace
I wonder where it goes

Deep in the night when I hear no sound
I feel my heartbeat slowing down
My mind's released and free to wander
As I sleep

The past buried deep inside my head
All the words that have gone unsaid
I just want to let them go

Life on a distant star
Or a boat to where the wild things are
I just want to let it flow

Deep in the night when I hear no sound
I feel my heartbeat slowing down
My mind's released and free to wander
As I sleep

If you're quiet you'll hear the sound
Bits of the world as it spins around
We feel lost and we feel found
When we sleep


When we sleep
Sleep

Two worlds colliding in my head
I watch you as you sleep

Two worlds colliding in my head
Two worlds colliding in my head
Two worlds
Colliding in my head

In This Place

In this place,
there is nothing
permanent.
Everything can be replaced,
or broken;
worn down, abandoned...

In this place,
you watch
the light fade
in the eyes of those you love
as they are torn away;
asleep.

In this place,
we are ruled
by clever savages
who have learned
how to survive
amidst desolation
and chaos.

In this place,
We live in darkness,
sprinkled with moments
of peace, joy, pleasure...
Latching on to the hope
that each day will bring us more.

Until we realize,

that,

In this place...

Nothing will ever be
quite as it should.

And we will never know
quite

what it is
that we
are
truly looking for.