A peaceful sleep is hard
to find,
because of dreams that
fell apart.
Echoes resounding in my
mind
fill up my nights, and
flood my heart.
Like the song of birds
in the spring,
when melody is always
best.
Echoes can be a lovely
thing,
from sounds of love
building the nest.
They sometimes sing a
song that's blue.
The whippoorwill and
mourning dove
sing the echoes of
missing you.
just echoes of the
Dreamer's love.
Feeling empty since we
parted,
sweet memories make
teardrops start.
Some may call me
broken-hearted,
from echoes in the
Dreamer's heart.
When the Dreamer has
lost the Dream
it's hard to make
another start,
and so he listens, ...it
would seem,
to echoes in the
Dreamer's Heart.
Echoes are made when
sound returns
from a distance back to
its start.
Thus for his Love the
Dreamer yearns
With echoes in the
Dreamer's heart.
~Author~
Glen Pysell
Copyright 2003
The midi you are listening to is......"Always On My Mind"
Please... Do not copy or reproduce without written permission from the author.
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