Life

I wish I could live a thousand lives

A thousand fires in a thousand eyes

A life built on truth not lies

The supple sound of freedom lifts my wings

A sweet sound of living feeds my dreams

The sting of honey and the silky sweet of cream

The best days of my life are yet to come

To everybody a song that will be song

A light in every life of which we’re hung

The green ground and trees stand tall

I fight against the demons, against the maw

I stand myself true against them all

I never back and let darkness claw

I look across the Styx and stare in awe

At creation through its chiseld marble flaw

I sense the self of dread fade away

As I think of the days to come the days to stay

The people I have yet to meet in the fray

The sundew maelstrom of which I do not lay

And the soul I keep and the toll I will not pay

The sound of peace and the heart a beating drum

The love of hundreds the beat of a thousand suns

The thousand lives of which have never rung

The thousand lives I wish I could see unstrung