On Ultimate Things - Kirsty Hawkshaw

A dream cannot be shared

Contradiction holds on tightly

He won’t give the facts away

Like the brightest shooting star

Can’t give the dark the light of day

Situation decides

It won’t always hold you tightly

Situation decides

Still your mind

Is beyond your reach

My love

As a child has no plans to grow

Foolish forcasts self indulgence

No future only fairground rides

Fear of pain desire for pleasure

Situation decides

It won’t always hold you tightly

Situation decides

You always seem to drive me

Back inside myself

Our dreams

Should not be shared

Fantasies are only temporary

The facts never clash

It surrounds me

Like loves subtle protection

But I can still hear

The war next door

Back inside myself