For bookofnights
Dear bookofnights
I hope that some day I can write a poem that will capture us, that will encompass all you mean to me. Until then, I'll let Emerson, Lake and Palmer speak for me:
I am closer to believing
Than I ever was before,
On the crest of this elation
Must I crash upon the shore,
And with the driftwood of acquaintance
Light the fire to love once more.
I am wind blown...I am times.
To be closer to believing,
To be just a breath away,
On the death of inspiration
I would buy back yesterday.
But there's no crueler illusion,
There's no sharper coin to pay.
As I reach out... it slips away.
From the opium of custom
To the ledges of extremes,
Don't believe it till you've held it,
Life is seldom what it seems.
But lay your heart upon the table
And in the shuffling of dreams
Remember who on earth you are.
I need me,
You need you,
We want us.
But of course you know I love you,
For what else am I here for,
Only you, not face to face,
But side by side for evermore.
And I need to be here with you,
For without you what am I?
Just another fool out searching
For some heaven in the sky.
Take me closer to believing,
Take me forward lead me on,
Through collision and confusion
While there's life beneath the sun.
You are the reason I continue
So near for so long,
So close yet so far away.
I need me,
You need you,
We want us . . . to live forever,
Don't let the curtain fall.
Measure after measure
Of writing on the wall
That burns so brightly
It blinds us all.
I need me,
You need you,
We want us . . . to be together
On sundays in the rain.
Closer than forever,
Against or with the grain,
To ride the storms of love again.
So be closer to believing,
Though your world is torn apart.
For a moment changes all things
And to end is but to start.
And if your journey's unrewarded,
May the gods lift up your heart,
You are windblown,
But you are mine.
I hope that some day I can write a poem that will capture us, that will encompass all you mean to me. Until then, I'll let Emerson, Lake and Palmer speak for me:
I am closer to believing
Than I ever was before,
On the crest of this elation
Must I crash upon the shore,
And with the driftwood of acquaintance
Light the fire to love once more.
I am wind blown...I am times.
To be closer to believing,
To be just a breath away,
On the death of inspiration
I would buy back yesterday.
But there's no crueler illusion,
There's no sharper coin to pay.
As I reach out... it slips away.
From the opium of custom
To the ledges of extremes,
Don't believe it till you've held it,
Life is seldom what it seems.
But lay your heart upon the table
And in the shuffling of dreams
Remember who on earth you are.
I need me,
You need you,
We want us.
But of course you know I love you,
For what else am I here for,
Only you, not face to face,
But side by side for evermore.
And I need to be here with you,
For without you what am I?
Just another fool out searching
For some heaven in the sky.
Take me closer to believing,
Take me forward lead me on,
Through collision and confusion
While there's life beneath the sun.
You are the reason I continue
So near for so long,
So close yet so far away.
I need me,
You need you,
We want us . . . to live forever,
Don't let the curtain fall.
Measure after measure
Of writing on the wall
That burns so brightly
It blinds us all.
I need me,
You need you,
We want us . . . to be together
On sundays in the rain.
Closer than forever,
Against or with the grain,
To ride the storms of love again.
So be closer to believing,
Though your world is torn apart.
For a moment changes all things
And to end is but to start.
And if your journey's unrewarded,
May the gods lift up your heart,
You are windblown,
But you are mine.