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Empty dreams on wings
of darkness born
in silence crying
in children's voices,
in a poet's heart.

Empty dreams on wings
of darkness soar,
in a lover's passionless embrace,
in a stranger's arm.

Empty dreams on wings
of darkness dwell
in a soldiers world
in an endless night.

Sometimes my friends
you lose sight of your dreams
and find yourself
chasing things
you don't really want.

People pushing you towards
places you rather not go.
But it is hard to say no
when you lose sight of your dreams
and your not sure what happiness means.

You find yourself
in the early morning
looking out the blue horizon
across the wild seas
wondering
How the hell
you ended up here?
Chasing things you don't
really want.

How can you tell your friends
You're not sure how it ends
or if you'll even make it that far.

The crystal clear vision
you once held as truth
if fading away
like the days of your youth,
When you've lost sight of your dreams
and You're not sure what happiness means.