The Ghost of the Nereid
Half in shadows, half in light
I gaze into the summer night
The soft trickle of the rain
Caresses trees along the lane
And through the window lies the storm
Reverberating without form
The softly spoken thundercloud
Reveals the nature of the sound
High above the moonlit sky
Satellites are floating by
Drifting through a lullaby
I find the spider, but then I die
All throughout the winter
The darkness reigns supreme
In the glacial palaces
The blizzard blinds the queen
Wandering the world
Wondering if all in vain
All the misty madness
Washed away by the rain
Summer serenely cleanses me of fear
Through the mist I thought I saw her appear
The twilight awash in a sea of gray
Quietly I thought I saw her slowly slip away
Deep into the desert,
I disturb the ancient dust
Too obscure to find the clues
Hidden beneath the crust
Wandering the world,
Wondering if all in vain
Searching for the answer,
I am summoned by the rain
Here there is no pain
Here there's no reality
Here there is no why
Here there's no morality
Only peace leads to prosperity
We need no police if we have sincerity
This is the battered dream
Passed on since the dawn of time
A silent requiem
Passed down until the end of time
Thus it has been and so it shall be
Until we pass into what we're made.
As if the whole world was a dream
I sit and ponder what it means
When some misguided soul pollutes
The essence of the dream
As liars dance and widows weep
To an unholy masterpiece
The implications of our sleep
That we may never know peace
But love conquers all
And in the end, we're very small
In the end, one 'til we fall
And in the end, we will stand tall.
Be.
