Extempore ... Again ....

Bringing back some older stuff...

Extempore
©2004

Clear your mind of all the trouble
Of a past that won't come back
You will rise up from the rubble
As your soul gets back on track.

Leave your fears at the door
Step into my present now
Make it yours forever more,
I will try to show you how.

Let your dreams melt into mine
Let my mind explore your soul
Shattered hopes becoming whole
Painful moments left behind.

Who's to say what's right or wrong?
Past and future don't exist
Today is where we belong,
And all else is just a mist.