dream a dream and live 
live it as the sea
a forever ascending golden wing
the infinite rapture
of one thought unseen
of one passion never lived
it is the path most traveled 
the rocky road beaten down forever
it is the trail of tears 
forever destroyed within the red
the greetings of angels not
and i have not one thought 
that i could share as a saint
nothing is the vine or the vain 
the fallen face ventures not into rain
but into the stolen mirror 
broken in Venice twisted in Janice