Some nights I lie awake dreaming of a woman who could make me want to want to live another day another year or maybe just an hour or two until dawn wraps her warm arms around me once again.
have you heard the wind the trees rustle the wings fly by the sea roar watched the mountain and wonder sink down on your knees knowing this is life the end the beginning we are no more than a bird a mountain a tree a leaf a wave crash on the shore a shell maybe a sunrise or a moon on the horizon but nothing more