I watch the ballerinas in the dark
every spoken movement counter-played
we can all find ourselves free again
inside and out mirrors study the emotional line
to run across imagination to re-process every critical point
we won’t ever stop running through daydreams
if we stop to questions why
if we stop to outline the detail on their back
will we ever understand which way we tick?
when you prescribe the distance I know the battleground too well
wake up another day to break this imagination across the silver screen
if you were next to me
If I couldn’t take a breath
I wouldn’t doubt redefinition
a vital clue going through your head
each slip, each belief to run through the sky
if I could speak
if I could speak to break the colors of silence
if I could speak like cathedral bells
if I could speak like the ghosts inside my head
to walk against the falling rain
if love didn’t fall apart inside my head
I see the shadows drop behind the heartache
reemphasize the social clues I am running so far behind
to cross out my window another day
tonight the church bells ring a different tune
to watch the cathedral walls one more day
to watch the smoke drop the critical line
to kneel before kingdom come every eye closed behind secrets reaching out for me
whisper past separation
tonight the church bells ring a different sound but only with you
Tag: future
“I hear tomorrow in your eyes”
I hear tomorrow in your eyes
past this point of view
to rule the existence
We watch children march across these wires
lost in the day behind this window
sustain this look past many years
we start to connect the skies
hold on to me
hold on to me
I watch the voices cross the line
don’t abandon this love
hold this string against your heart
pin every emotion towards the sky
we hold onto every day
don’t lose these years
will time break through the line across photographic skies
I watch the colors in the distance
all the shapes running against my mind
I take the blame for your mistakes
to shelter the fuel against the window
to break a million pieces of glass through my heart…
to break a million stars to remember how…
I see the sun shine behind tomorrow
I start to remember the lost days between hospital wards
turn the page through time and lift regret away
when can we run skyscrapers towards the sun?
run through tomorrow
don’t let go
don’t let go
don’t abandon this love
the gift in your hand speaks with clear stained skies
look at the world with new meaning
are you the dream running far from the shore?
like exaltation carry ships past a million years of movement
the future half ingested
yearning for a deeper breath
close the frequencies pinned behind the damage
wrap a piece of treachery in every envelope
a sentence half completed
a word locked deep inside
the final view from your eyes
images pace my determination
every sequence out of memory
flash light photography catches a lingering breath
an empty hour inside your head
reverse the substance left on your lips
memorize the forecast in every detail
perspiration evaporating sickness
dust off dreams in the memory ward
you’re the reach for focus without modified lenses
I’m running up the stairs
don’t pretend we face this battle all alone
don’t lock up all instinct
don’t fake direction
don’t manufacture half separations
the gift in your hand speaks with clear stained skies
shelf-life
confusion beyond deterioration
looking for hope within
like the tunnels diving deeper inside
change beyond recollection
seams we tear apart with apathy
a clue into your instinct
the right to tranquility
men crash in shopping carts
time lifting from their hands
catching a million photographs in the wind
the bright colors drifting me closer to you
like the chemicals drifting out of sequence
a false analysis like sedimentary angels
when I grip my faith across billboard screens
the sounds lighting the future
colors like emotions re-separate
the time clock spins faster but I am drifting backwards into this chair
all the determination withstands a shelf-life
re-ignite and re-engage the glass of a broken dream