This is not a spark from any fire,
It is not a play or a devious trick of light...
Is there an angel on my shoulder?
One that's keeping me alive...
I feel as of late
restless of life...
A Different World
In other realms to most unknown...
Everyone has secrets,
Things hidden from the world...
Wake up my friend, sun is ready to rise
Dawn has brought, may be a new surprise...
When we were young everything was great
We didn't even know the definition of hate...
I dreamt a dream of lovers weeping,
Tears of soul slowly seeping...
I wonder what
Will come to be...
She was only seventeen
She's too young to work daily...
The fox looked up toward the moon
And thought "I could jump that high...
I lay in bed preparing
for the looming long chill...