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May 2021
Remember that place?
Neverland of the New Age
Hidden in the garden of the strange
Full of wonder and grace
How the stars fall right where they belong
And the roses bloom
Twisted truths
From thickets of thorns and pain
How the shadows start to glow just when you look away...
...Now I see your face
In all the spaces between
In the silence and in my dreams
For a moment I feel free but it’s just a tease
With you I’m anything
Rearrange or replace me
Ill fill in the blanks
Of all the lines on our faces When it’s all long gone to ruin and waste
I can see it now
All around
Coming down on us
Lifting us up
To see up above
The pieces of the puzzle
Secrets we keep leak half asleep
Heartbeats bleed need
Bandaids and muzzles
War wounds weep
Sutured silver lines
You’re my goldmine
You shine divine
I was stuck in the static
Lost in the dream
Stuck in between
The unheard and the unseen
Seems so surreal
The way the waves weave us together like birds of a feather
Diving into the scattered sun
Drowning out
The doubt surrounding us
Smoke and mirrors
Pictures getting clearer
Crowns left shattered on the ground
And the dead are dancing upside down
Soulless and proud
Picking up the place
Picking up the pace
Picking it up before we put it back in it’s place
Written by
Tyler Jones
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