To Sheila

<br>Twilight fades <br>Through blistered avalon <br>The sky`s cruel torch <br>On arching autobahn <br>Into the uncertain divine <br>We scream into the last divine <br><br>You make me real <br>You make me real <br>Strong as i feel <br>You make me real <br><br>Sheila rides on crashing nightingale <br>Intake eyes leave passing vapor trails <br>With blushing brilliance alive <br>Because it`s time to arrive <br><br>You make me real <br>You make me real <br>Strong as i feel <br>You make me real <br><br>Lately I just can`t seem to believe <br>Discard my friends to change the scenery <br>It meant the wrold to hold a bruising faith <br>But now it`s just a matter of grace <br><br>A summer storm graces all of me <br>Highway warm sing silent poetry <br>I could bring you the light <br>And take you home into the night <br><br>You make me real <br>Lately I just can`t seem to believe <br>You make me real <br>Discard my friends to change the scenery <br>Strong as i feel <br>It meant the wrold to hold a bruising faith <br>You make me real <br>But now it`s just a matter of grace