Life is but a memory both future and the past
Reality is the images the rush so swiftly past
The meaning of life becomes the clearest view
It's the image that repeats itself in ever changing hue

Surreality is the life we will remember most
Of the rare and moving incidents that we can never boast
The things forbidden from our lips, the id deep sensual times
The images deeply seated in our mind's seriptious rhymes

Only love can see within my heart deemed sordid black
Only you can see me unfiltered, it's a thing that others lack
Only you can free me from my emptiness and shame
Only you can welcome me back to life again

So play your song of kindness and unrelenting love
And dance within the bush so deep no light will shine above
Then take me to the sunlight and walk the shore with me
You take away the shadow of guilt's surreality

© Paul Viel 2001