Open heart
open mind,
open up
and then you'll find
Life is
about the actors who cry,
Or the
audience laughing, never mind.
that maybe
life is about that.
Summer
days, and furry cats.
Bill
shakey as the story can be.
and a little
house with a light by the sea.
Open up
and use your sight.
forget
your history and grow up right.
be the
magic that the world will find.
Be the
story that stands through time.
Be the
noblest fair man with the whitest glove.
Return to
your armor and shine like above.
clean the
wounds and for god sakes remove that stain.
No more
sad times or crying in the rain.
Look for
land and the new white dove.
polish the
past and start with new love.
One last
thing before I'm gone.
and just
remember.
Be the
stuff, that dreams are made on.