Fast paced world but the pause button was hit,
I don't understand but I've already come to mediation with it,
I sat and ate my naked lunch,
I saw a girl I loved off in a farewell to arms,
Looking around at so many complicated faces,
This world is a piece of art,
Different,
But we must all embrace it.

There sits a lost girl who has no compass home,
There sits a beautiful soul that cloaks its wonder,
There sits a meaning and a reason to feel like a brother,
And there sits a spark that looks to be set ablaze,
But hasn't been able to find it,
Looking ever so hard,
But somewhere deep in that ember,
Lies a roaring flame that shines just bright enough,
To make it all worth holding on.

I put a hand on her back,
And pray that one day,
That fire will come back.