Serpent Of Dreams

Flowers today bloomin' by the pathway;

Linin' the edge of tomorrows grave.

Bright shinin' way, Livin' in the shadows,

Tryin' to be the master of tomorrow's slave.

Down in the mine, circled 'round a diamond;

Serpent of your expectations,

Sleeps a nervous dream.

Circled so fine, like a velvet palace,

Whiles away the passing hours;

Not being what he seems.

Then he creeps into the light;

Speeding up like fire flight,

Now he moves across the forest floor.

Send away the pace of time;