Dawn’s Wake
John Samaras
At the wake of dawn
Something’s wrong
So you roam the streets
Losing sleep
And yet in your face
You knew it all along
The final resting place
A sigh of relief
It’s this indecision
That we have to break
Just end the conversation
It’s getting awfully late
Lucid like a dream
That borders obscene
You don’t quite comprehend
What it means
It’s easier to see
On the silver screen
Transcend reality
Beyond belief
It’s this indecision
That we have to break
Just end the conversation
It’s getting awfully late