Just a last minute thought for the day.
Blue in the face,
From yelling and screaming,
Can anyone hear what I’ve been dreaming?
My eyes are watering from staring at the sun,
The most perfect of circles has caught me undone,
First there is one,
Now there are eight globes streaming,
Can anyone see what I’ve been dreaming?
My body is shaking and its hard to find sleep,
The hill I’ve been climbing is forever steep,
Where is the top?
I look up as angels are teaming,
Can anyone feel what I’ve been dreaming?
I can taste the grit and smell the road’s dirt,
I made a fortune and then lost my shirt,
Not far to go…
The morning fog begins steaming,
Can anyone tell what I’ve been dreaming?