My body's getting older
I'm timeless trapped inside
the voices in my mind
I'm beginning to recognize

a balance in my nature
flipped upon my path
bridging troubled waters
freeclimbing broken backs

wishes are forgotten
in the changing turning tides
wonders wearily settle
on a blind and tired ride

lovers move on, the connect stays
I know her there, beyond the matrix stage

travelers fall from nowhere
drawn by bright parades
textures faith provides
an sole my soul conveys
..............................

We don't look up anymore
The stars are still there, but we find them a bore
They don't make any noise
They certainly aren't toys
Stars may as well be folklore

We don't stop to hear the birds
Each day they write symphonies
that go largely unheard
We'd rather listen to TV
than birds in a bay tree
Which to me is completely absurd

We take the sun for granted
Each day she paints masterpieces, but we're not enchanted
We're either begging her to stay
or wishing she'd just go away
Well, one day we'll get all we demanded
When we demolish this jewel we were handed

Water lilies laugh
As frogs tickle their faces
Innocence at play

There's a poem in there if
   I can strip away the debris
   and polish it like silver
   and read it at a posh affair.
   I'll use a singsong baritone
   to give it gravity. It matters.

Your true spirit speaks
when your silence answers
obviously our friendship
has turned to cancer
was it something I said
that made it fade
I still love you anyways!!