Where Are You?
Do you know that the heart has a dungeon?
Bring light! Bring light!
In the Broadway musical, Simba sings in despair one long and dark night.
Where has the starlight gone?Dark is the dayHow can I find my way home? Home is an empty dreamLost to the nightFather, I feel so alone You promised you'd be thereWhenever I needed youWhenever I call your nameYou're not anywhere I'm trying to hold onJust waiting to hear your voiceOne word, just a word will doTo end this nightmare When will the dawning breakOh endless nightSleepless I dream of the day I know that the night must endAnd that the sun will riseAnd that the sun will rise It is true. Our hearts are a dungeon.It is true. Light will come. Come, let us dream of the light in each of us rising together. How do you live both imprisoned and full of light?
I figured as much as I used to build puma horses for westwood industries and all the workers weren't allowed breaks until we felt we were about to die. Then we would go smoke cigarettes which always seemed ironic.
ReplyDeleteI live by flashes of each side real fast flip flop type showing of the good and the bad and then like a flip book those snap shots in and of time show pictures in motion more close copies of real life like pictures memories of a life lived.
if only in my mind