The silver bullets we spread beneath our
eyes, those tears that burst into sparks.
I traded those tears for wisdom,
And the road to glory never seemed so vain.
Now seeing the blank walls in my room, and the sinking ceilings,
I feel there's so much to the world, but like the ocean
it only leaves me thirsty.
So I trade wisdom for this.....
To hang upside down and see your smile,
to see the stars kiss and flicker in the summer heat,
to feel the rain that pours through your hair,
to be blinded by your warmth in the Alaskan sky.
This is wisdom, my dear. This is wisdom.
Playing hide and seek in the night,
holding your hand while the stars fall. Yelling our names into the sky.
This is how legends live on. Ruling the world with laughter,
and stupid jokes, laying on the blue green grass,
falling into the mud, till' the night is weary to see us at play.
Holding the candle of your heart,
singing till' the sky falls to the ground.
Love, beauty, tiredness, poetry, interest