late night early morning tv tries to sell me a blender
i am not buying , and i realise they have been trying for the last half hour

the earth moves
where once the stillness of nature and God walked
the edges
of a trembling tree fell from his grasp
while the perfect antlers that he once stalked turned to him,
asking if he felt it too;
but what could be this force
that also brought the tide closer to where we once laid,
with the sun upon our skin
while we cried silently on the inside
as our hearts became like hands on a clock
measuring how long we could possibly love one another;
and it rained and rained, cold snow
and the heat, yes the heat
so much that the fires that once burned fearlessly
turned away;
yet all of these things were only the spoiled dreams
of a quiet day walking with you in the park;
for what could be worse than our angry friends
turning on one another,
unable to ignore the messages
cascading down upon us,
like endless icicles
seeking to dip into the blood of our fears,
making it flow,
empting the hearts that once believed in one another
until we gasp for their solution,
to cure the disease they created within us

I play the same old songs
to hear my guitar ring
they're my friends,
I'm familiar with them

And suddenly I am seized
into a torrent of my emotion
a stormy veined ocean holding me
in its arms as I suppress my body
into nothing, just simply the way
the wind lifts your hair in a breeze or
how the sky likes to echo your mood
or maybe I am the shadow of darkness
striking your face as the sun has set
and the light is almost gone. Or maybe
I am the soft whistle in the air
rushing past your ear or I am the moment
when your music is playing, the sun is warm on
your face and you look out over the graffiti walls below
you and feel okay again. You remember
a million footsteps have pounded the
ground beneath you. The feeling that you
will never be the last; the world will not
stop going.

***** glasses but a steady mind.
 No, really baby I don't mind.
We can take it slow, I can play it kind.
 I'm not what you crave for, but I sure am all you'll find.

Gentle kisses where you ache, I'll love you where you're bruised. Please don't worry about me, this aint the first time I've been used.

Look at me through your ***** glasses, so when you take em off I'm way up high. Let me hold you as the moment passes, Let me whisper this isn't good bye.

I'll be loving you, and you'll be loving her. But when it's feeling that we're counting, you'll see it as unfair, oh baby I'm sure.