its not all bad
sometimes I'm lost in the fog
trapped in the endless stream of blur
the hope seeps out with the reason
still darling I seek the edges
where clarity leaks into view
bringing with it the possibility of
real freedom and simplicity
I know the world beyond
full of prayer, relentless confession
I catch myself wishing to stay undefined
I catch myself wishing
Have you ever set foot across
lines set for the point in life when it all
comes together. I wave over my shoulder
there 's always something left behind
shifts in the wind keep
the trails an impulse, thump thump
we are leftover wisps
sipping on the dream that one day
we won't have to float away to fly