A tiny ballad of huge kingdom

Out there among the millions you stand alone staring the sky

The clouds divided; some pretty white while other iffy brown

And the city you stand upon is tired, its people sunk in a frown.

The storm is roaring up high, thunder cradles in deep as it falls

Desolation purges sanity from the huge earthly halls

As the love runs away and the hope begins to fray.

And here you are still, waiting for her to come and take you away

Through snow that burns like fire

Away from the world so ugly and dire,

You wait till your bones begin to hurt

But she gazes you only in your dreams

you got so much to say but she is so far away it seems.

Far far in the land of dreams where nightmares and vista echo together

And hope builds a beautiful place out of bricks of belief.

 

 

 

 

 

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