Cirrsseeto Raurrssatta
Jun 25th, 2001, 12:44:47 PM
This morning I was a little boy
I was full of happy dreams
The rising sun shone on my face.
And though I knew of wealth untold
That lay beyond what I did behold
I remained rooted in that sacred place.
But rainclouds they were on the rise
And Tribulation's wind would cry.
But I was not concerned
From past storms I had not learned.
Though loss and gain were never high
Their whispers should have filled my mind.
In the morning the sun did shine
The Longest Day of my Life.
I can't remember days of old
But the village all seems to know
The boy I was in Yesterday.
Oh, but morning fun filled my childish soul
With a fleeting flair for a mundane goal
Without a care my music would cease to play.
The children ran through dew-soaked grass
And we all came slow upon a wooded pass.
They set upon that path
To face the Unknown's wrath.
And I, too afraid to peer inside
I turned my boyish eyes aside.
The world I knew was plenty wide
That Longest Day of my Life.
Cool morning breeze climbed to zenith's heat
The dewy grass dried beneath my feet
Fragrant Paradise in the air.
And some like myself had stayed behind
Beneath a shade tree drinking nectar wine
The darkness of that forest was not theirs.
And the mid-day sun caused my eyes to hide
So, to that shade of plenty I did reside.
And from that forest dark
A Lady, She did walk.
Oh, Her hair was black like the Unknown night
And Her whispers kindled my young heart alight.
The shade at noon gave to Love's burn bright
In the Longest Day of my Life.
That sky of blue changed to orange hue
And a swelter fell on us vagabond youths
The sweet air, it boiled stale.
Sun's loving warmth turned to chiding burn
The red on our skin was a caveat to learn
But I failed to find the moral of the tale.
So Judas cried on a Twilight's Eve
The same tears fell from the King and Queen.
Paradise was broken.
My punishment, unspoken.
So clouds of black marred the bleeding sky
While the box of Pandora spilled curse and blight
I thought I saw a young boy die
That Longest Day of my Life.
Lightning, thunder, and wind tore asunder
The beautiful memory of Yesterday's wonder
All so fast I couldn't cry.
For it was not I that the Tempest bit
But the hearts of kin angry Jupiter hit
Alone and on my knees, I asked Father why.
The answer was one I already knew
Amidst those clouds of melancholy blue.
Epiphany's sweet blessing
Broke ennui's digressing.
But the answer cost a hefty price
The village elder ever-closed her eyes.
Death of wisdom gave to the Phoenix rise
The Longest Day of my Life.
The morning came, and to my dismay
My Love had stole my heart away.
She wrote me an IOU.
And o'er the many thousand miles
I only think of it and smile.
One day those stormy skies will shine clear blue.
And the King and Queen and Guinevere
And all the villagers still here
Stare to the rising sun
My pilgrimage is begun.
Oh, and maybe down that winding way
I'll even hear my Father say
"I'll show you that for which your toils have paid
My son, Tomorrow is another Day."
I was full of happy dreams
The rising sun shone on my face.
And though I knew of wealth untold
That lay beyond what I did behold
I remained rooted in that sacred place.
But rainclouds they were on the rise
And Tribulation's wind would cry.
But I was not concerned
From past storms I had not learned.
Though loss and gain were never high
Their whispers should have filled my mind.
In the morning the sun did shine
The Longest Day of my Life.
I can't remember days of old
But the village all seems to know
The boy I was in Yesterday.
Oh, but morning fun filled my childish soul
With a fleeting flair for a mundane goal
Without a care my music would cease to play.
The children ran through dew-soaked grass
And we all came slow upon a wooded pass.
They set upon that path
To face the Unknown's wrath.
And I, too afraid to peer inside
I turned my boyish eyes aside.
The world I knew was plenty wide
That Longest Day of my Life.
Cool morning breeze climbed to zenith's heat
The dewy grass dried beneath my feet
Fragrant Paradise in the air.
And some like myself had stayed behind
Beneath a shade tree drinking nectar wine
The darkness of that forest was not theirs.
And the mid-day sun caused my eyes to hide
So, to that shade of plenty I did reside.
And from that forest dark
A Lady, She did walk.
Oh, Her hair was black like the Unknown night
And Her whispers kindled my young heart alight.
The shade at noon gave to Love's burn bright
In the Longest Day of my Life.
That sky of blue changed to orange hue
And a swelter fell on us vagabond youths
The sweet air, it boiled stale.
Sun's loving warmth turned to chiding burn
The red on our skin was a caveat to learn
But I failed to find the moral of the tale.
So Judas cried on a Twilight's Eve
The same tears fell from the King and Queen.
Paradise was broken.
My punishment, unspoken.
So clouds of black marred the bleeding sky
While the box of Pandora spilled curse and blight
I thought I saw a young boy die
That Longest Day of my Life.
Lightning, thunder, and wind tore asunder
The beautiful memory of Yesterday's wonder
All so fast I couldn't cry.
For it was not I that the Tempest bit
But the hearts of kin angry Jupiter hit
Alone and on my knees, I asked Father why.
The answer was one I already knew
Amidst those clouds of melancholy blue.
Epiphany's sweet blessing
Broke ennui's digressing.
But the answer cost a hefty price
The village elder ever-closed her eyes.
Death of wisdom gave to the Phoenix rise
The Longest Day of my Life.
The morning came, and to my dismay
My Love had stole my heart away.
She wrote me an IOU.
And o'er the many thousand miles
I only think of it and smile.
One day those stormy skies will shine clear blue.
And the King and Queen and Guinevere
And all the villagers still here
Stare to the rising sun
My pilgrimage is begun.
Oh, and maybe down that winding way
I'll even hear my Father say
"I'll show you that for which your toils have paid
My son, Tomorrow is another Day."