Spinning tunes spitting knowledge - I worked my dream like it was my college
Believing lives would change - not knowing it wasn’t always for the better
Thought it would last forever - turned on a dime like stormy weather
Winging by like a butterfly out of reach - no time to say goodbye to each
Unrequited dream, evaporating like steam, bursting through each seam
I came so close.
Believing the dream would never die - turn on the tube and I’d say hi
Suits and ties and teeth and flare - who would’ve thought baby boy was there
Soared so high - like that airplane toy in the sky only to find the landing
More demanding than the flight could ever be - how could I not see it coming
Day turned to night no light - not even dusk or a dawn
I came so close.
Hearing the strains of tunes unwritten - caught up bemused musically smitten
Eighty-eight keys at full attention– fingers and thumbs in melodic distention
Just a simple song was all I wrote - haunting lyric note for note
The symphony played at half past seven - strings lifting me to lyrical heaven
I missed my return flight - to find myself ascended after the song had ended
I came so close.
In love I fell though not the first - ill prepared my best was the worst
My progeny all waited to see - what would become of them and me?
When the storm insensible swirled within - churning, yearning, burning sin
Peace elusive, dysfunction the storm - sane was crazy and crazy the norm
Beyond the scope of paternity – I accept what won't change in eternity
I came so close.
No shedding of tears no weak regret – Love let love and let love let
And even though it whispers my fate - I hear but cannot reciprocate
Longing, knowing, living, hoping, wanting, needing
I came so close.
I thought I heard a distant call - to challenge hearts to rise not fall
And in the doing I missed it all – I prayed and asked and knocked and saught
I tried and planned and worked and fought – only to find it was all for naught
I came so close.
Ask me was it worth the ride - to have loved and lost and laughed and cried
I would have to answer in direct reply - without a doubt I’ve found supply
To be miscast and misunderstood – an acceptable price cause it’s all been good
Would I do it again, would I risk it all? - to chance to slip to trip or fall?
No sunshine without first the night - No victory without first the fight
No purchase without at the first a cost - no crown without at the last a cross.
I came so close
Friday, December 12, 2008
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