This window sill is my comfort?
This slow evening breeze my company?
This lightless cityscape is my playground?
This empty echo within my soulmate??

I am flying in the sky,?
Swimming in the ocean.?
I ponder the meaning of life,?
And the morality of abortion?
I shake to a silent rhythm,?
Change paper with emotion.?
I paint black and white portraits,?
Taming my hearts commotion.??

How do you not see the bonfire's that light past the midnight clock?
How do you not hear the symphony of hearts singing through the darkness?
Hear the soft wind and tall waves hitting stagnant pillars of piers and docks ?
Hear the echo of solitude and self reflect hidden in the emptiness??

Heavy are the weights of memories of my past.?
Heavy are the thoughts of attempts to reach hearts.?
Heavy are the dreams chasing far far off pictures.?
Heavy are the responsibilities of men with strong statures.??

I belong with the feathered creatures,?
I belong in early mornings bleakness.??
I dream therefore I hope, I breathe therefore I move,
I make choices with love and happiness therefore I've only now begun to live