Vedanta
03/16/10, 03:10 PM
Tell me how can we
Begin to dream
What we have not lived
We are stuck in dreams
Of things we’ve seen;
Of things we can predict.
Tell me how can we
Begin to breathe
The breeze of a new sea
This exhausted ocean screams
For us to leave.
There are vultures in the sky
Just waiting for the right time
And as we depart,
The sun laughs at us.
Good natured creatures
We could have been
But is now too late
The shoulders of Pallas
Won’t cease to bleed.
Look up to the sky
Apollo now cries
Look down to the ground
And see the owl has died.[/FONT][/SIZE]
Begin to dream
What we have not lived
We are stuck in dreams
Of things we’ve seen;
Of things we can predict.
Tell me how can we
Begin to breathe
The breeze of a new sea
This exhausted ocean screams
For us to leave.
There are vultures in the sky
Just waiting for the right time
And as we depart,
The sun laughs at us.
Good natured creatures
We could have been
But is now too late
The shoulders of Pallas
Won’t cease to bleed.
Look up to the sky
Apollo now cries
Look down to the ground
And see the owl has died.[/FONT][/SIZE]