...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... 
THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS

AMY'S GARDENS

sometimes I think it must be over
long since I've counted the years
from the land of never never
to the river made of fears
to the ocean made of tears
lifetimes float on endlessly
all is not as it appears
in life's finite eternity

sometimes I think it never happened
left alone uncounted times
exiled to lands of whatever
cut by rivers made of doubt
where worst fears are carried out
dreams are broken helplessly
what was the promise about
in true love's lost infinity

we found youth innocent
and truth magnifiscent
until we learned to lie
that's when we learned to cry
and learned to die

we find peace reticent
forgetting what we meant
when love was all we knew
and all we felt came true
in sharing me and you
now what do we do
what do we do

sometimes I think it must be done
time and distance takes a tolls
out the land of never never
in to rivers made of souls
seas fill with lonely atolls
people wash up on a shore
forgetting all their heart goals
to hear Poe's raven ever more

tell me the end did not happen
tell me it was yesterday
and the river made of fears
and the ocean made of tears
never came to pass this way
all is not as it appears
if we rememeber how to play

hear the music play
from the land of never never
we will always be together
as we are today
living true love's great forever
we will always be together
for we know the way
hear the music play

we find youth innocent
and truth magnifiscent
and never learn to lie
and never learn to cry
and never learn to die

we find peace cogniscent
and true love omniscent
let love be all we knew
so all we feel comes true
in sharing me and you
now what do we do
what do we do

and now we know what must be done
where we must live out our years
in the land of never never
far from rivers made of tears
far from oceans made of fears
passing lost lands of whatever
living true love's great forever
to hear Poe's raven never more

say never more
love's ever more
in the land of never never
where we shall live ever more
in true love's ever more




Mever Never


Ric Candor    ©2003


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