My kind of Town

Far away
Wishful
To the point of being pathetically boring
Was a long time ago that I laid myself to sleep
Awoken from my slumber
By a pure
Clean
Rousing spirit of eternity
Sapping my very sanity
Of the wonderful smile
That sets my soul running wild
Keeping the faith
Inert affections rise from the flames
Making merry round the fire
Moving mere men into a mire
As we walk down the way
Yesterday
Is but a figment of my futile imagination
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
A long long mile where we learn
To embrace once again
Truths from where we begin