To Sheila


twilight fades
from distant Avalon
the sky's cool torch
on aching autobahn

into the unsettled
we scream into the

you make me real
you make me real
strong as i feel
you make me real

Sheila rides on crashing nightingales
intake eyes and passing vapor trails
brushing brilliance

because it's time to unwind

you make me real
you make me real
strong as i feel
you make me real

lately i just can't seem to believe
discard my friends that change the scenery

it meant the world to hold a bruisen faith
but now it's just a matter of grace

a summer storm graces all of me
highway war, sing silent poetry
and i could bring you, the light
and take you home into the night

you make me real
you make me real
strong as i feel
you make me real