We Dream Of Making Our Escape

We Dream Of Making Our Escape

I ran so far away.
Left before the lights came on.
Travelled on my own to the borders of belief.
To where the darkness shone.
Here the thunder is sublime.
The electric horses pass overhead.
The diesel tastes like sweet chocolate.
All wrapped up in traffic red.
Yet all is unseen from my temporary dwelling.
As the wheels roll and flanges squeal.
I sit here wondering where you are miles away.
And wonder if you know just exactly how I feel.
The street is quiet, and the darkness is broken.
I once was blind but now I see.
Those footsteps stop right before my eyes.
And now I feel so free.

Yet this cannot last and still I spy.
The rain clouds gathering in the clear blue sky.
Let this last and us go on forever.
For better for worse, for worse for better.