Unfinished

Recorded on 1-6-19
Equipment used ipad and sony headphones, that's it.
Written around the year 2000
Unfinished
The struggle's interrupted by the dancer, she is waiting
And her innocence betrays her to the motive for the dance
It's not really in my nature to to remember that I'm dreaming
In this lucid state I feel like I've awoken from a trance
I'm enchanted by this dancing girl who seems to move quite slowly
Stirring to imagination the desires of my heart
How can I communicate, the useless gestures I'd perfected
Now, no longer hold their meaning and could cause her to depart
As I study my surroundings that are mirrored in the distance
I quickly realize the ether cannot bear my weight unless
In my limitless condition, I can first traverse the temporal
And discover what is limiting perfection in this mess
She is mystery incarnate, she is swaying in the breezes
To the rhythm of my breathing, she is all in all but yet
I am lost inside an echo of the moment I was dreaming
And until I smash the mirror, I can't live and soon forget
Windowless and suffocating with my self imposed hypnosis
I become the thing I'm stocking, in the darkness of my will
And yet the dancer spins around me softly cooing words of wisdom
And I long to finish waiting and begin again, until...