calling for me

dream has come much too soon
is he ready for this? should he stay like this?
the lake is different, he can see
clear, dark, and cold
he feels my heart, but not my body
I’ve touched by the love of a woman i knew
tears and laughter in the middle of slaughter

an irony behind a tragedy, can you see me?
you gave me life, you gave me love
but i feel the pain, thorned by the rain

now if i ask, will you give me an answer?
you gave me things i never ask for
and you took everything i always wanted

compared, was thrown away, and now he lives
boy become me, but his body he can’t see, only his heart
have i changed? or still i be me?

was lost, never found, he is unwanted
he is a man, but only his body he see, not his heart
who is he? is he me?

a name the was given long ago
on a solitude he walked, trying to find his heart
crowded, but alone
smiled, but sad
loved, but lasted
red shirt, wide smile he wore

he’s alone, calling for me
he’s alone, calling for me
he’s alone…

 

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