Standing on the
edge of sorrow
looking to tomorrow
Should I just jump
and fly a little
before the end comes near?
The mist is thick
The way unclear
All alone with my fears
The horizon
spread out beneath
my every hope and dream
Where is the light –
that bright beacon –
to pierce a soul so dark?
Should I just jump
and fly a little
before the end comes near?
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
Waltzing ‘cross the floor
Moving t’wards the door
Five, six, seven, eight
A heav’nly carriage waits
Eight, seven, six, five
I feel so alive
Four, three, two, one
Four, three, two, one
Alas, my life is done!
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I don’t know where I’m heading
Someone else take the wheel
My mind is too distracted
To know what my heart feels
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Turn, wheel, turn
With each rotation do
Make the time fly by
Clockwise, on and on
And we grow older everyday
Forgetting all of life’s strife
Turn, wheel, turn
Until it’s time to stop
When I’ve reached my destiny; eternity
Poetic Ponderings 