Or So I Dreamed

A night of fitful dreaming

The day in such a way beyond believing

Uphill along no path at all with a nature hard to bear

A good man turned bad, badder than the baddest man

And his fullness fears unrelief and relief

Now he’s doing double time for drawing blood and keeping love alive in grief

Oh, marvel at the sight and the sound

Of a love that grew up boarded up straight out of the ground

Or so it seemed

Had a dream in which my garden overgrew my house one year

Put my faith in evolution ’cause it said nothing is pure

Took a broken window man in abandoned house embrace

And lay there in a reminiscent seizure of a long forgotten place

And it seemed that the sight and the sound

Like an avalanche of memory would have us digging up when up was down

Oh, marvel at this fight that I’ve found

For a love that grew up boarded up straight out of the ground

Or so I dreamed

An image like a dying word

A memory like a dying fire

The sun rising on your resting place

Shines on me like a friendly liar

An image like a dying word

A memory like a dying fire

The sun rising where you lay