Endless Dreams

Endless Dreams The great artist he is and the way it is seems Sweet illusions that echo in our endless dreams The answer my friend is blowing in the wind So tender yet so strong yet they don't ever blend Dream or reality lest we do forget there in time As the last man standing never forget will be mine Meanwhile on the other side shall be endless sleep No address to find just time when days become weeks Alone in the dark its a beautiful day in the fall Like his mind not so ship shape just a hole in the wall Trapped in the future we once thought was so cool Meanwhile on the other side with no molten pool I dream of circles within circles as they float away And as the weeping willow tree will be here to stay Not yet a reminder of someone watching over you As with a recurring light comes endless dreams so blue Focus on endless dreams in your mind a time out As your sweet illusions echoes out of your mouth A daydream yet to come as we remember when Its never to late to be who you might have been Night caller perfectly formed self portrait on the edge| Endless sleep as he slowly walks over the ledge.... Written by Artie Beason 11-11-2014