Thunderstorms

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I walked my dreams to the shore
and they grew old.
The clouds were worn--
the future sold.

I walked my dreams to the shore
where tomorrow had been.
The echoes of who we were
still traced in the wind.

Our voices rode like thunderstorms upon the breeze.

There we were--
young and bright.
There we were--
in love and alive.
The tired faces--
the worn out places--
were all gone.

We stood like gods atop the mountain
and drank to our domain,
resting there miles below
and worlds away.

I cast my gaze to the surf
and watched it crash.
The embers of all that the set ablaze
now cooled to ash.

Our voices rode like thunderstorms upon the breeze.
Our fears grew faint as spots of light danced through the leaves.

There we were--
young and bright.
There we were--
awake and alight.
But tired faces
and worn out places...
It's all gone.

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from North Atlantic Echoes, released March 3, 2014

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