Have you ever seen a kid,
larger-than-life yet sane,
that no matter what he did,
all people called him was lame…
The night is dark and silent,
and words quite don’t fit,
persuasive demons are violent,
greatest of minds often quail to it…
Dawn will break the darkness,
bring forth light into the world,
it is darkest before brightness,
the heart is warm as it is cold…
I dream a dream to dream,
to one day see, truth denied,
to let out a joyous scream,
when I like whatever I find…
No one expects one so young,
to know what is life and love,
to know what fate has strung
to know that his time is right now…
No one expects one so young,
to know why the birds sing,
to know why a song is sung,
to know why love should sting…
No one expects one so young,
to know how not to dwell,
on matters often unsung,
that which makes the heart swell…
A clock can turn for eternity,
random events will unfold,
time gives you no sympathy,
pity that elders never told…
Some journeys are made alone,
into the dark, in search of light,
isolated, your hope forlorn,
for the light is never right..
Life is a valley of tears,
try to swim, you drown,
is man your greatest fear,
or is it a woman’s frown?
I dream a dream to dream,
to one day see, truth denied,
to let out a joyous scream,
when I like whatever I find…
No one expects one so dumb,
to know the truth of life,
that a heart can win none,
unless she has a subtle knife…
No one expects one so dumb,
to have a soul so distinct,
to stay alive, heartsome,
yet have no basic instinct…
No one expects one so dumb,
that to stay alive and realize,
that if an Eve has around come,
she will deliver you real lies…
Never can this be done with,
gone as they say, with wind,
unicorns I dream are a myth,
and if I said anyone ever has listened…..
-Murdock
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