All those things I didn’t do And the worst of all of those things was you As you passed across my screen Looking as ephemeral as a dream In the moment true Could I have meant it all to you? If I’d just stepped forward to All that I thought of to meet you And you’re fire and ashes I’m the Phoenix that rises Meeting you the best of surprises On that July morning Now there’s weather and it’s all storming Into the notion of what we could be But I won’t cross She As she holds your hand And stares into a pair of eyes so grand They’re subterfuge And it would just be rude To interrupt What you’ve become, so abrupt So I let you leave Let you believe That I don’t care About all that isn’t there In the moment true I clasp the thought I had of you So tight And I’m alright But the bliss is fading And the idealism is jading As my thirties continue apace And I stop staring at your face Through a window in time I’m kicking myself coz you could be mine
Can I just lie here on your chest Be done with all the doing my best And just slip into a peaceful slumber You’re calling me but I lost your number And the answer’s like a dictaphone I’m in my room all alone Dreaming of a time less hidden And waves to roll that stroll unbidden And monuments are the days to come The forever in the being young But the timeless in the growing old There’s part of the story that’s never told But waits in stillness and in silence whole The power of love to wake the soul The power of emptiness come undue The strength in the gaze of you The solidity and the trust I’ll give up the pain if it’s a must And if you’re serious about the past Then the future will everlast But the truth is in a moment free We’re talking and he’s looking at me As the time flies by and the hours pass I didn’t know your name, didn’t think to ask But smile as if it’s all left to do I’m in love and it’s with you
The suffering can either harden you
Or make you warm
That is my take
On the storm
Of breeze as it's blowing through
What is at the heart of you?
Do leaves rustle through the grass
When you don't get what you ask
But offer up to the sky
That you don't know the reason why
And find the answer in the pause
There is no effect to cause
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