A wayward knight searching for Camelot
as his horse's head hangs low...
The road is long, you can't always be strong
You can believe but few come to know
The meaning lies within the stars
but who among us will travel that far?
Put your message in a pickle jar
and send it off to sea
What is has been and always will be;
learn to be free...
Is it allusion or illusion
all these images i see?
Almost like a silent movie
or my old Zenith black and white TV
Let the camera catch my eye
life as it goes passing by
Roll with laughter or sit and cry
we all must wait and see
What is has been and always will be;
learn to be free...
There is little more than confusion
in almost every i see
Ants scurrying and White Rabbits hurrying,
The Mad Hatter is late for tea
Let the heads roll where they will
maybe that will give you a thrill
get yourself up that next hill
What has been there will always be;
learn to be free...
09-21-10
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