After a day of unfamiliar faces
His eyes are glad to finally settle on mine
As we walk though the mall
He keeps his head down
Tells me he is afraid to look at people
How they might see what he is thinking
Spelled out on his face
He always looks cold
always looks tired
walks like he is trying to remember that life is as simple as
Placing one foot in front of the other
With his head down
I know he counts his steps
He can only count to 100
Between this morning and now
I don’t know how many times he has counted to that
When I ask him why he doesn’t count higher
He tells me
I’ll just lose track
And I just wanna tell him
You got a heart bigger than the best of us
So pure you got water coursin’ through your veins
So golden you shine like the sun
And it’s a suckerpunch to my gut
To see you bow down to gravity
‘Cause if there was anyone
And I mean anyone
Who could stare you in the face
And not see the light
Then fuck’em kid
There are days where I pray
The world could be as simple as you
Days where I pray that you might fight gravity
As simply as
Placing one foot in front of the other
To slowly rise on steps of air
Counting them as you do
And know it’s okay if you don’t come back
‘cause
There’s nothing wrong with going home
Apr 15, 2011
Apr 15, 2011 at 10:56 AM UTC
After a day of unfamiliar faces
His eyes are glad to finally settle on mine
As we walk though the mall
He keeps his head down
Tells me he is afraid to look at people
How they might see what he is thinking
Spelled out on his face
He always looks cold
always looks tired
walks like he is trying to remember that life is as simple as
Placing one foot in front of the other
With his head down
I know he counts his steps
He can only count to 100
Between this morning and now
I don’t know how many times he has counted to that
When I ask him why he doesn’t count higher
He tells me
I’ll just lose track
And I just wanna tell him
You got a heart bigger than the best of us
So pure you got water coursin’ through your veins
So golden you shine like the sun
And it’s a suckerpunch to my gut
To see you bow down to gravity
‘Cause if there was anyone
And I mean anyone
Who could stare you in the face
And not see the light
Then fuck’em kid
There are days where I pray
The world could be as simple as you
Days where I pray that you might fight gravity
As simply as
Placing one foot in front of the other
To slowly rise on steps of air
Counting them as you do
And know it’s okay if you don’t come back
‘cause
There’s nothing wrong with going home
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