I see it
I see it in the eyes of strangers in the street
Passers by I'll never pass by and greet
I see it in the chasers who never catch a dream
Only wanting to keep something that is fleeting
I hear it
I hear it in my own head as I read a strangers words
Ill-equiped to express such sorrowful pain
I hear it in the clumsy strewn together sounds
I understand what is said in the veins
I feel it
The heart beat
Blood and dirt
Scars that are reminders
Stars that can't be reached
I feel it in the depth that is an ocean
In a universe inside a mind
Where the horses have wings
And we can be saved anytime