the wake of a new dawn

a new quest awaits
blinded only by the sun
no rest for fate
i will walk and you can run
say goodbye to the young
years seem to pass as days
most things that appear solid
are easily molded like clay
the point is there is none
why would there be one
any explanation or excuse
fools may believe some
for me i will continue
to wake with the star
it does not matter who im with
or even where we are
as long as i feel the touch
of skin against my own
while the heart blood pumps
leaving my mind blown