we turn away from other days
we make it brave
to stay alive

we curse the old
almost as if to say
"How dare you have survived?"

is this a way to hedge our bets
to guard us from our fear of death?

do we believe we will forget?
do we confuse "no" and "not yet"?

and why are we surprised to see
that those who were
were just like we

who swear that we will always stay
the same way
that we are today?

and I am sure they also swore
they would be new
forevermore

we know the score

but all the same
we dare to live another day

these are not my words
these are not my ways

these are not my hands
this is not my face

so ashamed to be
hiding from myself

do not look at me
I am someone else

I move forward one step at a time
sometimes I stop
and step to the side
sometimes slow and sometimes fast
sometimes fear sends me running back

and still I chase
the man with no face
and when his name changes
I don't change my pace

I only feel safe
with someone who craves space
and no matter what changes
it is the same chase

we are alive because we won
some cosmic lottery of laws
a battle versus antimatter
everything we know and are

we are alive because we won
the perfect distance from the Sun
where water flows and life may grow
upon, along, above, beyond

we are alive because we won
a litany of love and war
we wonder from atop our tree
where have the other branches gone

between the void and kingdom come
between infinity and none
and of that number
only one

we are alive because we won

you left my heart wide open
how does it feel to see
these other influences
reaching into me

you took my love for granted
you thought you knew the score
you treated me like nobody
you thought I was still yours

a wild bird in a broken cage
with a new song to sing
now I can know the sky again
now I can feel my wings

this is a better way to love
a better way to live
set free
the sky wide open
my heart is mine to give

everywhere
we see the hand
that wrote our pattern in the sand

no face
but within all faces

no place
but within all places

do you dream?
are you our friend?
do you tell spacetime how to bend?

I want to understand
but I have never seen beyond the sand