I sit and wait for what wants to come through But it only ever speaks of you And what we are Some far distant star Shines on us both And the coach We took to the sea Set the both of us free You can trust me I will be here Always, for you, dear Though you may not see me in the leaves You don’t need to believe Just trust and open to what is And I know that she is his But I welcome her care and her devotion I can feel it in his emotion As he speaks to me And eternity Is on his breath But, still, he does not forget Because almost never crossed the line And we are us for all of time In every winter that the trees shake I will be there and when you wake You will see my subtle stance I’ll love you always in this dance
He got a dial on the rotary blade
And he claimed he knew how to save
But he sent me to some kind of hell
Then forbade me to ever tell
The story of how our love was made
He put the darkness into the shade
Of the sun that just shines on me
Or from within the holy sea
In the forests he was found
And I can't bear to hear the sound
Of what forever whispered that night
He asked me if I was alright
So I proceeded to spill the secret soul
Then he panicked and the whole
Was exiled to the far reaches of the kingdom
So far away he won't even sing them
As a lullaby to his pain
The clouds were too apt to rain
Upon the land
That used to be sand
To hold my feet
As they walked to the place where we meet
In between the intersection
Of my silence and his rejection
Of all that could ever be
What is the meaning of the word free
The source of her love is effulgent flame And it kills me that others don’t feel the same As they hear her plaintive cry And leave her in the rubble to die But I grab her hand, pull her out of there Wash the wounds, show her some care Tell her about the mystery That lies within both you and me And she starts to revive Feeling the tremble of being alive As she takes each breath Scared she can’t put her feet to the floor yet In case it shakes She looks at me through all her mistakes And trusts and lets go and comes to be All that she Is eternally
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