Cybele’s Dream

Take me
To the place that I know
When I’m dreaming
This is where I go
With my memories
Of a life I forgot
Cause I had to
I had to let it go

Golden shores and blues
Smells like home, like cloves
Nana sings and cooks
Papa stories brews

And the sun is bright
Our faces shine
We lunch till we dine
Mama’s precious smile

It would end someday
We knew all along
Guests of every country
Rented homes and souls
Red and blue united
Could it ever be?
We’re in between of something
Unexplained to me

We caught ourselves crying
Every Sunday’s eve
Mama’s smile was gone now
Nana stopped to sing
Papa’s stories were brooding
Of a glorious time
What we lost when we left
What we left behind
And the lesson was one
Gloomy with no hope
Spoken, sung and bitter
Bloody, sad and true
Red and blue united
Could it ever be?
In my dreams it’s clear
So I go to sleep

Golden shores and blues
Smells like home, like cloves
Nana sings and cooks
Papa stories brews

And the sun is bright
Our faces shine
We lunch till we dine
Mama’s precious smile