Stands an actor on the stage of delusion Times I’ve wondered how much there is to know \ Dreams that drown in the dead grey leaves Blow across this realm as do that last memory Desolate and incomplete in that lustrous red dusk There is a silence in that deafening thunder within That fire is spreading across the canvas The blinding lights The springs and songs of tomorrow Let the rains drench my soul one drop at a time Fill these empty spaces Let the starry skies in the darkness Illuminate the path Sweet smell of freedom Only the truth is true