Surreal reality

by Infinite*   Sep 23, 2003


Was it all a dream? Were you really there?
The evening breeze running through your hair.
You stood before us, you heard us call,
Now nothing but an image on my wall.
I loved that night, so happy i cried,
Today i feel like my eyes have lied.
I was counting the days, pretend it seemed,
I was used to waking up, it being a dream.
I waited so long, held on to the rails,
Saw VIPS and jealousy prevailed.
I was feeling fake., tho i knew it was true,
69,000 had come to see you.
Suddenly you came, i remember the cries,
The tears falling from my amazed staring eyes.
It was such a strange feeling as i watched you that day,
The man i\'d never seen yet saw everyday.
So close to you just forty-five feet,
But not close enough, our hands wouldn\'t meet.
My eyes locked on you and as they took you in,
My mind would say, \"look, coz you never will agen.\"

Now today has come, though it wasn\'t my choice,
You\'re just ink on paper, a recorded voice.
I remember last night, how could it be?
That i saw you, but you never saw me.

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