(Dyer)
The beating of a dragon's wings
cast a balmy sigh on all bright things
The next extinction knows my name
I'm creating magic, just the same
and it's real,
do you see?
Sing we now our dragonsong
dance awake the souls we damned too long
One jeweled, bedazzled note in flight
call the dragon moving toward the light
and it's real,
do you see?
Something crawls back into something else
and with no sound it all begins again
The dragon swallows his own tail and soon noone
remembers it had ever been
but it's real,
do you see?
Sing we now our dragonsong
dance awake our hearts before we're gone
The stones no longer wish to be walls
now the beggars soar and empires fall
and it's real,
do you see?
(Dyer)
Eddy Dyer - acoustic guitar, vocals
produced by James Lindenschmidt
www.craftedrecordings.com
painting by Che Arrajj
