That's So Beautiful

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After All Of These Things

i can listen to what you have to say when you say it
i can take the look in your eyes...and try to understand it
i can dream that i will know what i need to know to love you
i can sleep and see you in a dream

but after all of these things
i don't really know you
i only know i want you
but i won't ask you anything at all

i can read between your lines in line when you say it
i can see your body language...and try to understand it
i can feel like i must be the one from all the things i see of you
i can wake and remember the dream

but after all of these things
i don't really know you
i only know i want you
but i won't ask you anything at all

there is something hidden
maybe i don't want to know
maybe goodbye doesn't really mean hello

but after all of these things
i don't really know you
i only know i want you
but i won't ask you anything at all

(db michel)

I Don't Miss Her (I Miss the Dream She Was)

she was my miracle
she was the only one could save me
she was the girl of my dreams
and i kept my heart trained fast on her
but now i know
those foolish dreams were never meant to grow
and so it seems
i gotta carry on alone

But I don't miss her
i miss the dream she was
and just because
i know i'll never know
the dream that got me through the haze
no i don't miss her
i miss the light she cast
but now it's passed
and she won't think of me
the way i wanted it to be

she was my angel in the dark
she was the only dream worth dreaming
she was the story in my heart
and i could picture every scene
but now i know
those foolish dreams were never meant to grow
and so it seems
i gotta carry on alone

But I don't miss her
i miss the dream she was
and just because
i know i'll never know
the dream that got me through the haze
no i don't miss her
i miss the light she cast
but now it's passed
and she won't think of me
the way i wanted it to be

(db michel)

The Cryptics

when ancient history is painfully read
in come the cryptics with sin in their heads
trying in vain to restore the old sheen
that's been ripped to shreds by the faces they've been

warriors battled with nothing but words
intelligence settles for what could be heard
nothing could hasten or dampen their fall
now livith the cryptics backs up to the wall

and they can't save face or advantage
by griping of tactics they've used for themselves
they can't find faith in the tragic
the verdict is written
now please go to hell

when all these days are long over and done
who will cry for the cryptics when their race is run
sniping and gloating in their cryptic way
steeped in the bitterness that emptiness made

(2008 db michel)