I wrote a song that no one heard
Its notes beyond the common scale
Sweet and distant almost silent
Far above the world so frail
I wrote the lyrics no one read
Words of truth no compromise
The composition intertwined
With music’s whispered soft reprise
I tried to share it with the world
It fell on deaf ears it would seem
So often we do not transcend
The things we do while in a dream
Copyright 2010 Patrick Granfors
Anna
Ron
Peace,
Dayvid
It fell on deaf ears it would seem
So often we do not transcend
The things we do while in a dream
I find myself completely understanding and empathizing with what you have expressed within your verses here, Patrick. I love the flow of this creative piece. Thank you for sharing it. Love and peace to you,
Regis
Axilea
You can do anything you please in a dream, never tell a soul. I do it all, believe me.
Thanks for this,
Christine
Chip Bergeron