This
is the path I take
this
is the life I make
and
often will I stumble
into
darkening dreams I tumble
but
rising to meet each day
will
I be lost along the way.
I
cant help but see
that
the world has envisioned me
I
cant help but wonder
what
lies beyond the thunder
and
as I find these things
I'm
still lost in my world of dreams
do
you think thats what they'll say
she
was just lost along the way.
And
when does the lone heart tremble
among
the world's cascading symbols
when
does the heart find meaning
in
a world of useless dreaming
and
in all the games we play
what
do we lose along the way?
yet
still I believe in these dreams
and
in the honor of so many things
so
they say my ideals are blinding
and
nothing real am I finding
someday
I'll understand and I'll grow
and
thats the reality I'll know.
and
like always they do say
please
don't get lost along the way
but
this is the path I take
this
is the life I make
and
often will I stumble
into
darkening dreams I tumble
but
rising to meet each day
perhaps
I'll be found along the way.
Rainbough
Bouchard
copyright
1998