Waking The White Winged Horse
There is a Man
there is a man playing chess with death
on Malibu beach tonight
looks kind of mythical
wouldn’t it make a fine post card?
kind of cynical
like the times when we were young
filled with daring and wonder
and remember to see the strange
in the ordinary ways of life
I found my way from the white winged horse of your dream (Mariah!)
she taught me how to slay all the evil away
I searched for my soul through those twisted roads of wonder
now I’m returning home and I walk right up to you!