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Nick Moore Mar 2013
There could be someone
who could change everything
helping us all to see

The light in the night
and the darkness in the day
not just one shade of Grey


There could be a call
that wakes us from our sleep
helping us all to see

The light in the night
and the darkness in the day
not just one shade of Grey

Everyday I put a moment away
believing this to be true
and as I try to think
through the swirling of the ink
something's surrounding me

The light in the night
and the darkness in the day
not just one shade of Grey

There could be a thought
that could change everything
gaining us
strength to see

The light in the night
and the darkness in the day
not just one shade of Grey

If I loose my way
through twisting of the day
colours fading away
I know all's not lost
as I start to see

The light in the night
and the darkness in the day
not just one shade of grey
not just one shade of grey
Nick Moore Mar 2013
Cliff top meditations
the sea, she sings to you

The sun,
shadows left
their mark,
as she cut
through
the dark

blue sky sprites
everywhere
dancing
to
mothers
symphony

Drink, drink, drink,
drink it all in
nature is everything!
no dividing line
no in
no out.
Nick Moore Mar 2013
The prisoner
resides inside a cell,
the bricks, constructed
from the past

The bars
each one a different
regret,
I should have........
She should have.........
We should have..........
They should have......

Escape is possible
the light shines through
the bars

Paroled into the present
released into the hear and now,
the future with no bars.
Nick Moore Mar 2013
The widow’s son
My father in me lives on

In Solomon’s temple
there was a key
In my fathers house are many mansions
That the blind do not see.
Nick Moore Mar 2013
Making up
you're own story

A lonely path
to chose

But the best
one to take,
despite
the homesick blues.
Nick Moore Mar 2013
Join hands, join hands,
join hands, join hands,

With the one's
you cannot see

No time,
no distance!
just now
is what
they
say

So when you are ready

Join hands, join hands,
join hands, join hands

With the one's
you cannot see.
Nick Moore Mar 2013
There's a door
I keep knocking on

But it never
opens wide

If I take my
eye off it,
it closes
from inside

I wish the one
from behind
the door
could see me

See me for
who I am

But all I can
do is keep
knocking
and hope
one day
they
can.
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