the rest was all too easy
and the sun wouldn't go down
I was grumpy and too sleepy
couldn't find my way around
so I picked up all the pieces
cemented in the frozen ground
and I threw them to the stars
to help me to hear the sound of
the interstellar music
the rhythm of your soul
lodged in your brain like those pieces
giving up all your reasons
creating a sound for your soul
I met a man who knew my frequency
but his feet weren't on the ground
floating just like I was
he was tethered to the profound
so I put my trust in exceptional ways
we thought somehow I could be found
but how was I to manage when
silence had become my only sound
you know I've been here before
I was forgetting not forgiving
I feel more patronized then ever
there must be something in me that
refuses to comply
fleeing, freezing, paralyzing
awaits without the humming
of your life
there's nothing like desire to
push you through the dirt
nothing like passion fire to
get you into trouble and hurt
but how else do you travel
if you haven't learned to fly
all you can do is run faster now
and hope you know what lurks inside