escape a dream

always waking up with the sun
too many ghosts chasing you down
so you run
always going where you've
never gone before
too many faces from places unknown
you never really know what
life holds in store
for you, can't you see
for me, what has to be

always making up new worlds
to lose yourself in
you never really could hurt
your savior with sin
always drinking the words
of poets unknown like drops
of golden moon
the night holds you like a lover
and leaves you all too soon

one evening you stole a rose
from the hand of a child
beneath candle light and incense
you traveled countless miles
inside of yourself for redemption
still you couldn't handle
this prison that you were raised in
despite me giving you the key
you never really wanted to be free