My Mind is Coming Back

by Gorobay

This is a response to a challenge from Mystie. It is based on "I'm Going Slightly Mad", where a sane man goes mad, except in this case Saavedro was mad to begin with.

When the man from the cliff rises
And my death is oh so near,
Some hours later - or was it weeks? -
The fog begins to steal my mind - oh dear.

What must I try to remember?
Why am I afraid of his book?
It was back when you were in the pink and green.
They came back and everything took.

My mind is coming back.
My mind is coming back.
It's coming back slowly, slowly.
It's coming back slowly. Oh.
It's coming back slowly.
It's coming back.
Oh dear!

They brought me here to die.
The walls are red and steaming.
One page short of a korvahkh.
Is this real life or am I dreaming?

My soul is now despairing.
In Tomahna I learned of D'ni.
Though the barrier kept me inside,
I knew none were left in the tree.

Oh dear.
My mind is coming back.
My mind is coming back.
It's coming back slowly, slowly.
It's coming back slowly. Oh.
It's coming back slowly.
It's coming back.
Oh dear!

I'm painting with only one paintbrush.
At the end we may both have died.
I'll link out with his book one of these days.
May the spirits be my guide.

My mind is coming back.
My mind is coming back.
It's coming back slowly.
It's coming back slowly. Oh yes.
It's coming back slowly.
It's coming back!
Just very slowly, mind!
And now I have it!