Elsewhen

I used to go, through glass
now you see me, even when I
not visible to myself, eyes
turn round to when you are.

I used to only hear myself,
now your language and music
live within my head imagine
if you could seen in before
how beautiful angel you are

I might sometime go away to
elsewhen and get lost there
yet I always want to return
to you ofcourse you help me
wake me from the memorytime
and bring me back into you.

Now call me back to our land
where we can rest together &
sing me songs in the words I
think in make me music of my
dreams without have to sleep
go through the sunset tunnel
shadowing only with sunrise.