Laying awake in a wash of green
I just came up from the underground
Eyes stare up into the sun
Basking in the color of the sound
The winds gently move and carry a tune
Light rises above the horizon on the ground
The Earth sings its tranquil song
To the soothing tune of a 12 string guitar
I stand alone in the waking dream
Under me comes to life a steady moving stream
The waters moves and then it overthrows
Drifting through my mind and diluting away my woes
Into the ocean my body goes
Floating to the endless blue ahead
The shattering waves gently caress
Giving me chance to lay my head to rest
My mind brings up its mighty anchor
Memories come afloat my body as a boat
They reaquaint and come together
Content in the mind they call home
Certain shades of black become blue
As I see where the ocean is bringing me to
The island from which I washed away
I return to here after a biblical day
A Rip Van Winkle rest comes undone
My two feet lift me through the sand
I force my persona to breathe the smell
Of this once familiar but oh so different land
I open my eyes wider to an eerie feel
My sight is dim and my soul still blind
And from these eyes comes a look of doubt
Birds sing to me in a tune I dont recognize
And so my sight comes back to me
And to the sky I cannot see
The sun that once sang its song to me
The pale moon hangs there instead
And to the endless ocean I flee
Diving in hopes I come out the other side
