Distant Machine

Burning inside a fire rages,
Deep within a longing ages.

Somewhere lost in the wild,
Is me all meek and mild.

Battered and bruised,
Dazed and confused.

A light shines from a dream,
Of a distant machine.

One that can right the wrongs,
and write songs.

Sweet music to my mind,
thoughts in kind.

Never let it stop,
I don't want to drop.

It keeps me high,
Like a bird in the sky.

Soaring with out a care,
In places I do not usually dare.

The beautiful tune carries me away,
To a place I want to stay.

Somewhere off in the distance,
Where there is no resistance.

Just sweetness and light,
No shadows or fright.
melissamel melissamel
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Dec 2, 2012