I’ll never forget that night...
at the castle, by the sea...
Where the most handsome prince first came to meet me
The night he took me so tightly by the hand...
...I think that was the night he took my heart
For a while, he and I ran the show; ebony clad amidst a kaleidoscope
of suits and skulls and dresses and bows
Dancers on stilts...and so many drummers, and dreamers...
Asynchronous with the neon and noise all around
we finally pressed our way out of the crowded, colorful dark
He whispered “what’s meant to be will find its own way...”
and we plucked out a quiet duet on that old grand piano we found
Baby....can you remember back to that night....at the castle, by the sea?
Now it.......now you.....feel so very far away from me
We’re kingdoms apart, from where I gave you my heart
now you’ve run so far away....
I may not get it back
Author: Stef L Schultz
When something isn't "enough" to be a song, and doesn't have a tune but it's still catchy, I call it POETRY, and it goes HERE. And there is not a *THING* you can do to stop me.