All These People

Where do they come from? They haunt my dreams every night I awake in dawn’s early light And expect to see them there But they have fled into thin air They seem so real, I must admit Yet I can make no sense of it These people were once flesh and bone Were once quite alive And now they fill my dreams Are they calling me home? That is how it seems I awake from these scenes And wonder what it means Was Michael here in this room Or does he rest in his tomb? Oh, how I wish it were real That one more night we could steal But no, I’ll have to wait Until death seals my fate For now I’ll have these reveries Nothing more than memories Soon enough we’ll meet once more Sooner, sooner, I implore