I am the fool
with only fools to believe in
believing that goodness will somehow prevail
I have seen the bands marching
heard the guns raging
experienced how war always fails.
I am the fool
with only daydreams to guide me
believing the somehow my dreams could prevail
and those nightmares within me
would learn to forgive me
so that love could return to me now.
I am the fool
with only memories to hold on to
knowing memories are all that remain
loved ones long parted
dear ones departed
leaving nothing but all of their pain.
I am the fool
who still waits at sunset
though waiting is now all that I do
waiting for darkness
find peace in silence
till the morning sun will once more shine through.
