alexwrittendown

The chiming of the church bell
Woke me up and I fell
Out of bed onto the floor
Of what had happened I felt unsure

I had been delivered into a new day
By the airwaves mysterios ways
And when I sat there contemplating it all
Somewhere in the distorsion I could hear a call

A cry of sadness sent out long ago
Returned again to this weary soul
Reformed into another being
Stopped me cold that erie feeling

The memories of yesterday return
Of all the bridges no one could ever imagine burned
But they carry a weight of remembrance for me this time around
As they carry the shadow of the many dreams that have been lost and found