In Some Fall

I take the blizzards in my stride 

and refuse to take the roofs of birds.

I know who you are,you made the sun.

O I sit with beggars in my dreams,

the nights hear our laughter.

I was buried once,

I walked the havens with the sole pallbearer in some fall.

Now it asks,"was it worth it at all?"

O sire misunderstand me not for its an orphanage of dreams

My soul lives in the blue flower growing next to a grave.

I wish I could make you believe the cold 

is where the souls shall make merry.

The hole in the boat, is a laugh

for the oceans are all yours, the skies,part mine.

I'm a dreamer sire,all i do is wish.

I hope you walk through those havens again

with someone who shall not walk way.

I smile not for I'm brave,O I'm a dreamer .

There are many more winds i wish to sing to,

one such as you though may not pass.