Old Dream

I walked on the dark side of everyone's everything more And wondrous fairies they walk through the crack in the door Walls of old pavement shine quick like a glimpse of the moon Friends that I've had, like towers they shoot to the moon My fate has been sealed and I watch from my bedroom door The city winks dim in the map on the floor of my mind Drifting bodies on streets made from blood and from bone They feel the wind as it washes from sky to alone If seas of memory crashed in the waves of my head If floods of foresight whipped the hat from your hair I'd split into pieces, two big smiles, one dark eye Worlds of sadness and inklings of happiness, I cry