This song... pretty literal, nothing special, but it's a special shout out to an old friend. The song title has nothing to do with the song... but I had a friend whose last name would often be improperly pronounced as Winston. Winston-Salem is a semi-metro area in North Carolina, fairly near where I grew up, but the name was more closely tied to the cigarettes that were produced there along tobacco road.
Winston was a good friend and I miss her.
Winston-Salem
i'm staring out at all of you
staring right at me
just stand beside as i'm dying
all eyes on me
its time for me to pass or fail
whatever time may be
i'm crying, or i'm dying
all eyes on me
or my dreams had me
working a crowded room
part impartially
weeding out those that did
and those that didn't believe
in such trivial things, trivial things, trivial things
as dreams....
i took a little closer look
before sleep slipped from me
there were mocking sighs, fake plastic smiles
but something i'd never seen
a glimmer of hope in just two eyes
all the hope i need.
and they sang to me
i believe in you....
long before these wasted years
in the mind of my child
i held one thought with me
but never paid it any mind.
i held it from your searching eyes
i hope you all don't mind
but now my eyes are open
and i fear i'm blind...
so the frightening light of day
is as bright as my ambition
time for one last push so i gues
that i had better get pushin
push on through these days and nights
until i can dream again
with nothing to hold me
except the dreams of a friend....
she said i believe in you
do you, son, do you
she said i believe in you
and you know that you do too....
1 comment:
"was" a good friend? did something happen to her? :(
if she's ok and you miss her then call her.
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