MANSIONS OF THE MIND
Bolt upright with horror an empty scream The substance of this nightmare is greater than a dream.
Racing down cold hallways Room to darkened room Fragments of my past lives like movies of shame.
Falling ... falling ... falling Waking in a wide-eyed sweat; Another psychic shock: Unruly subconscious Playing hide-and-seek. Thoughts and images clatter like chains In the haunted mansions of the mind. Ever running onward where no-one pursues Gathering sub-conscious clues to unlock the doors to these dark rooms. Pull back the curtains Let the light shine in the haunted mansions of my mind. You gave these phantoms life now you must face your fears Even midnight hand upon the throat melts like wax beneath the flame When heart and mind invoke the name
of Jesus the Christ No shadow can survive that light In the haunted mansions of the mind.
- Keith Newman -1986-2000 (C)
Out The Garage, 2002
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