Once I had a I dreaming that was much more than simple seeming,
Upon finding myself waking I found my form was shaking
With tears that were streaming and voice that with a quavering
Was calling for that feeling that dreaming that so much more than simple seeming
That image of a life, of a living breathing self with a calming caring touch
Something beyond this existence, this simple being
I find myself wanting this feeling this thing that had me living
Had me more than just being, more than a black casket husk
I had a smile, I did know joy, and I had a love all my own
But upon my waking I discovered my woe, because I did behold
Alas, it was but simple seeming, just a bit of careless dreaming.
Nothing more but simple seeming, and yet the seeming won’t be seeming to leave me be.
Splitting at the seams, the careless dream has shattered my hold
Damn and blast that cursed dreaming, that simple seeming that I see upon my sleeping
It won’t leave me be, I can’t forget that feeling that left the tears streaming and oh…
Oh, I wish I could.