Prisoners Of The Dark

~ Frank Solanki

When the stars are sleeping
Not a watch one is keeping
Will you call me in my dreams?
Give the world all its feeling
Lose the truth I’m appealing
I am lost or so it seems

An open mind but hollow
An open sky left to swallow
Now we know where to leave our mark
Build a wall full of sorrow
Not today not tomorrow
We are just prisoners of the dark

Like a wild bird flying
In a cage I am trying
To get my head above this stream
I can’t breathe I am lying
I can’t swim I am crying
Will you call me in your dream?

When the last hopes were taken
All the moons too were shaken
We saw Thunder and her spark
Now we wait; cold and broken
Only silence’s ever spoken
We are still the prisoners of the dark

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