Monday, June 1, 2009

Something, Somewhere

Something somewhere is calling for me
I feel it like my own breath
It might be a way for me to be free
So I ask, could it be Death?

With it's voice so cold
It makes me quake with fear
And it ask me to hold
Everyone who's dear

With it's words so wise
It makes me terribly calm
And it tells me no lies
And dos me no harm

Something is calling for me
I know it to be true
I'm scared as I can be
And I ask, who are you?

With it's dreams so real
It shows me something new
Something so ideal
No one ever knew

With it's hopes for me
It shows me a new view
And it's easy to see
It was seen by few

Somewhere it's waiting for me
Waiting as time flow
It is, nothing but a plea
But I ask, Should I go?

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