It's Time to Speak

Time fading into timelessness.
The ancient days arise.
Simple splendor shining through
the innocence of starlit skies and you.

It's time to speak.
Speak of all the shadows falling, deeply into you.
Speak success and failure hidden deep within the dues.
Speak of existentialism - lonely, the extremes.
Speak the utter essence of the dream.

Just hold on, the scream is
so much more than merely noise.
Listen to the whispers wise.
They know just what you need to say.
Don't let another day pass by
denying your expression.

Time is fading, endlessly reborn.
Structures shading all we call the norm.
Simple splendor cannot be enshrined.
The innocence is still alive.
It's time to speak.

Speak of all the shadows falling, deeply into you.
Speak success and failure hidden deep within the dues.
Speak of existentialism - lonely, the extremes.
Speak the utter essence of the dream...

? Michaelette ?

6/6/2002
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