The Great Revelation is that it’s smoke and mirrors 
And the buttons she presses throw me in the horrors
As she speak about how she see
And it is so different from me 
As I paint a landscape 
She wants to escape 
Into the green 
But she’s always been 
Lost in the grey 
And when I say 
Maybe it’s not okay 
She’d hit me with the butt of her rifle 
And say it’s not time to stifle 
The truth of the matter
And then she would batter 
Me with her facts
And you can’t take it back 
Any more than the sky
Can take back the tear it cries from it’s eye
In a season or two 
The duplicity came from you 
Into the serene 
And life is better when you wake the dream 
Up from where it stands 
And there are lands 
That lie untraversed
And no one would expect your manners to be rehearsed
But they are
And every star
That burns 
Is light years away
And though light is born it cannot stay
And must collapse into a black hole
I wonder if that’s what happens to the soul 
When it meets it’s end 
And the colourless light is the only friend
I have these days
There are so many ways
To splinter the prose 
And take less travelled roads
I never thought that I’d be 
Twenty years on still wondering about destiny
Amid the runes 
And the sand dunes 
As it filters through air
I know the feel of it because I was there