Window of Opportunity.

Today I cried
I cried by the window
For the daylight
And it's lingering glow

Sad was I, no
These tears I shed
Were not of dismay
Nor for yesterdays

But for today
And for the joy
That I am here to see it
To be it
To make the most of this window
An opportunity, called life.

Falling Over.

Life spins me around
And I can dance
Dance to my own tune
But lately
I'll trip
And I'll fall
Over thoughts of you
I'm falling over
And there's nothing I can do
It's the most wonderful accident
To have crashed into you.

Grounded.

I feel the ground under my feet
And follow this bass up to my heart's beat
As long as I'm feeling this
I'm being true
And therefore, I'm seeing you
And an honest view
Of the world that makes this heart beat
Of the world that makes the ground
Underneath these two feet.

And as I stand, admiring the view
I always find here, the answer I seek
- That we were vessels made to carry love
To keep each other warm
By radiating it's firey heat.

Last Lights.

And through these blinds
It's now I see
The fading light
- A reminder of the time
We keep
That won't wait for you or me...

Time is as precious
As the last light
That paints the evening wall
Before the night

Falls.

So, before we all
Fall asleep
Remember, the time you keep
Is beautiful, yet fleeting
And we are but fading lights
Whose purpose is to shine
As much as we can
Before we meet our life's nights.

Unspoken Magic.

Magic magic, in my heart
Where does it end?
Where does it start?
It dances in the quiet places
And softly moonlit spaces
Of the galaxy that lies asleep
Waking only, for the truth
Made and spoken
By the magic magic, in my heart.

Hope is Helium.

This system will not make me
This system will not break me
Cut me out
Or deflate me

I've enough helium in my heart
To keep this hope afloat
Enough to build this boat
And sail away from the unsure

There's no time for the unsure
No time
I'm sure

I know what must be done
And the rest is unknown
So let expectations come undone
And chase
Chase the balloon that rises
Above all this mess on the ground
On the ground
Is not where dreams are found

So I'll grab the string
Hold on tight
I've enough helium in my heart
To keep this hope afloat
Enough to build this boat
And sail away from the unsure

There's no time for the unsure
No time
I'm sure.

I Belong.

Tell me I belong
Tell me I belong
What to?
What to?
Is it in the song?
Is it in the dance?

No.

It's inside the chance
That makes no sense
When everything else has fallen.

Here; I don't need to be told
I already know I belong
To no one
To nothing.

I am nothing
- Which is everything
To which I belong.

Timeless.

There's always a way
Let everything else fall away
To reveal the essential
And what's essential is here to stay
Timeless
Inside the now.

Follow That, Which Charms.

Last night I danced in foreign lands
Last night the dream
Put the keys in my hands
Exotic voices singing songs
Of the places for which
My spirit longs

To drink
To hydrate
And quench this undying thirst
For life

Each day it teaches me
To be more aware
Of how there is simply no time to waste
So here I am
All I need is this human space

- A vehicle for my dreams to wake
And dance into this reality
To materialise those keys for me
Except here, they take the form of my hands
And in giving all I that I can
I will earn the wings
To see these foreign lands
To hear these exotic songs
For which my spirit longs.

Meta Languages.

I don't understand
The language we speak
When I hold your hand
Only silence
Can make sense of these words

I don't try to explain
These colours inside
Your eyes paint
Only dreams
Can make sense of these worlds

Here, on the edge
Of learning you
It's some kind of beautiful
Surreal view.