Sometimes the memories
Need to roll down my cheek
Before I can let them go

Yes, I lost the old me.
Yes, I'm the only one who can get it back.
But I'm getting tired, you see...
I just wish I had someone
I could call mine.
Not to give,
But to remind,
And help me find
The old me.

all the heat pressed down
until evening brought cooler skies

it all caught clapped
and collided

wind whipped the heavens emptied

both human and animal
humbled by such sacred science
took shelter and waited  

a turtle slides quietly from a log ribboning the water with mud

a rabbit runs across my path
and we both measure equal amounts of surprise

cardinals scoop
and line through the air making both red
and green seem impossibly so

the geese call out across the now prefect calm of the potomac

the world turns over
and we so wildly with it

If you were a color,
you would be blue.
Cause’ there is no other,
as wonderful, to be true.

If you were a painting,
You would be stunning,
Being a masterpiece,
Oh so cunning.

If you were a planet,
You’d be the sun,
standing tall and proud,
always having fun.

If you were mine,
I’d love you forever,
Cause’ i know a person like you,
there is quite no other.