There are times I’d like to run away
As fast as wings can carry,
To daylights in another land
Where darkened thoughts don’t tarry.
Where day is night and night is day,
Moonlight bright and sunlight gray,
Clouds flow fast across the ground,
Water flying high, no sound.
Where dreams come true, love stays sublime,
Memories no tarnish tourney,
Clearly thinking different thoughts,
All light and airy, magic, faerie.
There has to be a place like this,
Resounding purity and bliss,
If not, I simply can’t endure
The life and pain on this dark shore.
So, I’ll believe in somewhere else,
Upside down and inside out,
Different to this world we see,
One to run to, dream about.
© Copyright 2015 Robin McShane