Deep in the Forest of the night
(c) March 30, 2001
In my spirit unseen,
In a place rarely gleaned,
In my broken heart locked tight,
Deep in the forest of the night.
Lies a broken frame,
A picture torn and warn,
Moist and damp from a million tears,
Deep in the forest of the night.
A picture of a dream,
A picture of a golden time,
A old man and an old woman in love,
A picture that could have been,
A dream lost and no longer seen.
Lying there on the ground,
Lying there in my vault,
Lies a broken dream in the dim light,
Deep in the forest of the night.