have you ever felt the sun on your back and the shine in your eyes
looking out onto a great blue line where the horizon dies
have you ever skipped a beat and now are staring at a stone
it doesnt feel good when those emotions turn the into the feral
the pain is so much more internal when it the heart in peril
but the time goes on and the dirt settles you cant come home
the days turn to years and the memory turns into destination
the clock ticks against your souls beat almost like clarification
but one day we will rule again when the flesh leaves the bone
a mother a father a sister none of the above but the list goes on
a loved one but not a lover just flowers growing in the winter sun
i woke up late and missed the call if i hadnt slept then you'd possibly still have grown