if i read the words
i may not get the story
in between the syllables
lie canyons rivers islands
oh for just a little light
to see your eyes in front of me
not in a picture on a screen
what then
would all this come to mean
would we be stranger to each other still
would we be sister brother
father mother
lover
would everything just come together
like it always should have been
if i just listen to the words
again
i hear a friend
and feel a stirring in the wind
the sky is calling me again
to go somewhere i've never been
my life a series
of stops and starts
some day i'll rest
and put down roots
if only what i hear and read
is what exists
in front of me
Tuesday, 23 September 2008
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