sunrise or so it must have been
beyond the fog the castle
beyond the clouds my thoughts run wild
sunrise or so it must have been
beyond the fog the castle
beyond the clouds my thoughts run wild
Birds are awake
Dawn does not break in silence
dawning
are you wakening
stirring turning
from your dreams
dawning
as the light flows
as your freedom grows
as your time begins
dawning
I am evening
cool moon shining
soft eyes close
dawning
are you wakening
stirring turning
in my dreams
dawn a kiss on a loved one’s forehead
nightfall a touch on a loved one’s cheek
I ran through the dark
I ran through the winter snow
The dawn will break soon
Daybreak makes my day;
the lowering of the winter evening brings a soft end to the struggle.
Then dreams until they are broken.
The gulls down the chimney sounded discordant brass, the foxes ripped cardboard with a wettened yell, the crack of dawn drummed