...Walking In Dreams...

written after a strange and wierd dream

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here we are, few of us left standing
a tiny group, fighting all alone
no one would even think of begging
we know that no mercy will be shown

our houses all in view
not a stone's throw from the battle lines
we all know our time is done
clouds have come, the sun no longer shines

see our loved ones, watching from afar
crying as they see us overcome
but we can't stay any longer
we are finished, our long day is done

the last one falls,
the black tide comes rolling, rolling over


Good Day...