The world crumbles beneath my feet
cracks in the pavement appear so deep
as I hop across these stepping stones
trying to find my way home
Dorothy lost in Oz
I'm lost just because
because I was
and now I'm not
not that wide eyed boy
walking along cracks
now they try to swallow me
please don't follow me
trace my footsteps
because I'm not perfect
I fell in the cracks
try to fill in the gaps
so no one else falls in
falling..
falling in...
failing in love....
flailing in life.....

Have you seen a turtle on its back?
a bird with a broken wing?
I'm no Gömböc
and I can't swim
not in waters this deep
a speck on the ocean
I can't fall asleep
or else I will start to drown
trying to just stay afloat
upon my lifeboat of hope.

Water or earth?
above or below?
death or birth?
deep or shallow?
It doesn't matter
if its this or the latter
everything is illusionary
like the elusive blue fairy
do we die if we don't believe?
can we fly if we conceive?
to leave our bodies at night
and take to the sky in flight
allowing our souls to soar
like fireflies lit from the core
but our very essence has been tethered
by the one almighty Shepherd
to these bodies made of clay
till sins wage we do pay
then we too can join the flock
like every other lost sock.