THE WESTERN FRONT OF DREAMS
The August moon has high
Blue against the sky
Fading out of focus
The places I once knew
are far away and few
As moments last forever
All is quiet
All is quiet
All is quiet
On the western front of dreams
The sadness we once knew
Brought madness to the few
Lost in their liaisons
The faces we once knew
They all belong to you
All belong together
All is quiet
All is quiet
All is quiet
On the western front of dreams
The secrets of our souls
Have pockets in their holes
Photos of redemption
The places I have known
are dense and overgrown
with the spectrum of emotions
All is quiet
All is quiet
All is quiet
On the western front of dreams
All is quiet
All is quiet
All is quiet
On the western front of dreams
This one we like
It flows in different streams
Like rivers to the sea
Changing constantly
Fish who crawl on land
well they disbelieve the sea
And everything that I was
I know now isn't me
We've got ways of making believe
that time is almost real
But you have been deceived
It is cleverly concealed
Pearls of wisdom gleam
From pig pens everywhere
By night you live in dream
By day you wouldn't dare
Fish who crawl on land
well they disbelieve the sea
And everything that I was
I know now isn't me
This one we like
It flows in different streams
Like rivers to the sea
Changing constantly
Fish who crawl on land
well they disbelieve the sea
And everything that I was
I know now isn't me
We've got ways of making believe
that time is almost real
But you have been deceived
It is cleverly concealed
Copyright 2014 BenNew
