the road to your sunlight

the road to your sunlight

A Poem by dan
"

here's a song i wrote which melody keeps playing only in my mind

"

have you noticed the beauty of the sunset?
every heart in its eyes seems to be the saddest.
so please paint my world like a summer day,
let the kid in me go out and play, stay,
i say...

i will find some light and not see you set,
illuminate my view, discard the silhouette.
there'll be no cliché of teardrops falling,
no more dreams and whims to keep me sleeping
cause...

i'm gonna follow the road to the sunlight,
until the moon shines down on me.
i'm gonna run just to see you shining,
and turn this darkness into spring.

i walked on the moon, in a trance you danced,
our footprints flickered in the dust, i glanced.
now there's just a lonely pair in the lunar crust,
you fell like a star and vanished in a rush,
i must...

leave the streets that house my agony,
this pledge i pen on a slab of an ivory,
never to return to the past of obscurity,
just drive my way back to the melody
and...

i'm gonna follow the road to the sunlight,
until the moon shines down on me.
i'm gonna run just to see you shining,
and turn this darkness into spring.

and if this road leads me to the heavens,
over and over i'd be an angel fallen.

© 2008 dan


Author's Note

dan
imagine chris martin singing this one. lol.

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Pj
Oh wow!!!
Since the very first line, you had me!
Fantastic :D Great job

P.s I love to sing, wouldn't mind doing my own rendition of it lol

Posted 16 Years Ago


Really nice, I sometimes feel this way
Haha sounds like a good song

Posted 16 Years Ago



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