Hopes, Questions and Fears

Hopes and Fears

I wander back into the universe
Scared for my future
My hands on my face
Floating above the big cities
I see the skyscrapers
As the music gets louder
I can’t even breath
I am a spectre
I am the ghost
Burning in existence
Marching through the sky
My dreams stay in the shadows

Will you lead to follow?
Will the sky open for us tonight?
Will there be light, or forever darkness?
Questions, hopes and fears
All downplayed by the thoughts that are sincere
Whether we are on top of the world
Or below the ground
We must decide what we are to do
What is our sound
The music starts to get loud
And the night sky forms within
You feel the sun on your back
Until the end
Until the End

Hope (Stacia Response)

 

Hope is in the almighty form of just staying alive, keeping my eyes open

Because when they drift close I swear I’m going to panic, I’ll know that the sickness found me

Sweat dropping down my forehead, thinking about when I’ll be dead

Before then hope is a stream full of blood, reality mixed with dreams flowing through the earth

I’ll be a drop of water that flows down stream

I’ll be there between rocks and passing fish toward the big city

Holding my breath, under the water?                     
Holding onto memories close to my chest, heading toward the big city

A town without pity, heading for big things

Maybe a couple of awards, a few rings for my mother

If it wasn’t for her I wouldn’t have been born, no other

And then maybe I can stand atop a mountain and look down at a city I have conquered

I might be covered in blood, but I had to pass through the jungle before climbing up the peak

Its love that I seek, but I might be just a bit to meek

As I float down that stream, maybe holding my love

I’ll be heading towards the waterfall clutching her with all my heart

My hope is that through all those years, I’ll have someone who can hold my hand that long

Someone who won’t just wanted float down stream with me, but who will want to fall down the waterfall