Elven Dream

The elves are running, or was it the birds?

To be completely honest I’m not really sure. 

My mind’s not right and my soul isn’t free —

I’m chained to the fantasy that is my dream.

In shadows, I wander, through echoes I roam,

Listening for a word from the unknown.

Upon the night sky, a comet gives hope —

A sure sign to take another toke

But where do these dreams end,

And where does my life begin?

I’m caught in between

Waking life and the deepest dream.

The moon shimmers down on me. 

It’s been a friend in my times of need. 

A temporary respite for the bitterness felt...

It rejects my wishes, but won’t reproach my heart

Out in the distance, beyond the green field

I can see a figure, it looks like a girl. 

But the sun’s rays will cast upon her 

And just like that — she’ll disappear 

And so where do these dreams end,

And where does my life begin?

I’m caught in between

Waking life and the deepest dream.

Song

On My Way to Work Everyday

On my way to work everyday

I jump past the crowds and hop the trains

To save a look from my boss’s fat face 

He’s nice and all but I don’t think he’s a friend of mine 

Through the haze there’s a spark within

Chasing dreams in a world that spins

Every step a story begins

Beyond these walls where my heart has been

Feel the rhythm of the city’s pulse 

I’m in the crowd but I’m feeling lost

Paying dues no matter the cost

Searching for the lines that I’ve crossed

On my way to work everyday 

Starting to feel like it robs me

More than it pays 

Sky’s the limit but it feels so far

Dreaming big under the same old stars

Riding this life like it’s a runaway car

Looking for a place where the real are

On my way to work everyday

I push past the crowds and I jump the trains

To save a look from my fat boss’s face

He’s kind and all, but I know he’s no friend of mine

Song