A suburban rainbow of fame and fortune, leave behind the built with my own hands,

Designed for the children of my life as each came to make the expand, and distance wife demanded

Dreams lay again in the sand of the hour glass man

Care free highway slips in the pages of book ward ages

We are the new cobblestones of a past kept in new aged bone

Poets come to dance the words and rhymes of sand less hourglass time

So perfect the shape and sound of the rainy day nightmare all just stop and stare

Drunk again on the last of the strawberry wine in a few of the hour’s praise lived just fine

Will you comfort me in the time that sings me to intelligence left bare?

So sad the world is when the day falls in the death wish of a time dropped to peace

In the world I picked a burden carries each thought across plains of the what if only a moment

Momma wipe my brow as I feel the death coming now

In the frame I see the water breaking the ice-free for me

Who comes for me this night a singer of the dawn ’s early light?

Deary holds the wipe on the side of love left sailing on the Passion Sea

No the mold of the pattern broken is a child of day light screaming hold me

Kept in her safe for the day to come when she is alone and needs a voice like mine

So shallow the burden of wishes of a danger in the keeping of faith

As the damned takes his place in the narrow tube of the glass waiting to be

Slowly each pass made leaves a gap yet to be filled by wishes of children reaching

Father of the sea lifts me to the world of all that used to be

Voices find the place for the battle to rage in the calling terror page

Burden of the day slips the way forward holding tears in waiting man fears

Find me soul searching for the hour in sand left on the sage winners let to mind

Burn of glass kiss the windowpane of upside dreams on a black road lost in the fast lane

Dreams are again the vehicle that leads the blind to the light in the hourglass turned to mind