Foreshadow
I dreamed...
And then washed back my sight.
I ran from cries
In the hazy night...

I stood strong
And I stood tall,
But looking back
I saw me fall;

It left me dazed,
I was confused;
I wondered then
How much I'd boozed...

But as I stood
In the darkened shade,
I recalled my drinks
Of lemonade

So there had to be 
Another cause;
Another reason
My defense would pause...

As I looked up
And saw the blade,
I knew by history
I would be unmade.

For in the distance
I'd looked to the past,
And from such looking
Had I then crashed...

The distant fall
Was my present scream;
I knew the pain
Could be no dream...