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drop of water

drop of water

you started throwing rocks but you missed my chest
and still I don’t breath so well
and the business of believing the daily press is getting
harder and harder to sell
I want no more pretty pictures
spare me the lectures
it’s not quite what you think
and I am ready for the punch line
isn’t it about time
you say the joke is not on me
I am a drop of water waiting,
poised to take her nosedive
here at the end of my journey from the ground
feeling alive, headed down
maybe someday we'll meet over a cup of coffee
I'll say, "Man, that was hell."
you'll say, "My darling, I've missed you."
you'll lean in to kiss me
I'll say, "I've been waiting forever to tell you
I am…"
they say the war is over, except for the fighting
like the book is finished, except for the writing
I am content, but I am restless
I am walking a very fine line
and I have been fighting to clean up the messes
of what’s been left behind
I find a bit of poetry in everything that I see
now it's three A.M. and I am headed home
after a long time gone
I am…
she told her prince she'd be waiting
so he could get her
but princes, they rarely come
so she sat there for hours deliberating
and then she moved on
I am content but I am restless
I am…

 

the good fight

you caught me breathing a little slower
you caught me needing a little more
you fought the good fight, but I fought it harder
you stayed up all night, while I slept longer
I gave up thinking I'd find a reason
the meaning changes with every season
and they never hit you, but you end up bleeding
and the words "I love you" get lost in their screaming
the bridge is sturdy, but I feel it swinging
and I know I'll get there if I believe
you say you need me a little longer
you say I'd stay here if I was stronger
you fight the good fight, but I fought it harder
you say your not fine and why do I bother
the bridge will hold me, but I feel it swinging
and I know I'll get there if I believe…

 

love letter

a little star fell down just an hour before midnight
i closed my eyes as it went out
held my breath and took my swan dive
and the surface got deeper
and the deeper came closer
and the sounds i heard were different
than the noises that the most heard
so take this space and write me a love letter
take my hands and tell me stories
of the lands we travel to
take my eyes i want to see you
take my mind i want to be with you
for a moment
a sunday evening drive
the falcon flies outside my window
a month too long inside
and just a word from you and we'll go
to a distance that gets nearer
when the nearer moves over
so take this space and write me a love letter…
i get so tired trying to hold these ends together
trying to keep this stride while i wait for clearer weather
so take this space and write me a love letter…

 

something like

you're something like the smell of spring in winter
you're something like a secret rendezvous
you're something like a sunset at the end of a hard day
and it's a good thing you told me
a good thing I knew
a good thing I love you too
I get a little nervous when you're near me
I get a little sparkle in my eye
my words don't come out straight
they come out all uneven
and it's a good thing I told you
a good thing you knew
a good thing you love me too
so maybe just this once I'll let you kiss me
maybe even let you sweep me off my feet
you can whisper in my ear how much you've missed
and it's a good thing…

 

the river

my thoughts get lost just before my mouth
and I envy you can let them all come out
you're the last one that I expected to see
you're the first one who understood me
the river runs wide
the river runs strong
and it may take all night
for this feeling to move on
if you sit with me
we can make believe
the world has left us here
and we are finally free
for a moment I was a photograph
someone neatly had written on the back
a clear who, what, where, when
a climax and a happy end
a small recollection of what has been
the river runs wide
the river runs strong
and it may take all night
for this feeling to move on
if you sit with me
we can make believe
the world has left us here
and we are finally free
when the morning comes, the words you speak
are what make me stay when you are fast asleep
and my taste for danger doesn’t scare me so
doesn't keep me here, but doesn’t make me go
the river runs wide
the river runs strong
and it may take all night
for this feeling to move on
if you sit with me
we can make believe
the world has left us here
and we are finally free
and I wish that she would care me along
'cause the river is wide and the river is strong
but she seems to just want to let me be
moving solid ground, but leaving me…

 

from the fire

I'd rather watch the world from the top of my tree
listening to the air as she sweetly sings through my leaves
and the sun sits right beside me
taking everything I meant to give
he burns away my fears
and I come back from that fire
I ride in from the sunset, my face salty with my tears
I am a little be of everything
and I know a little bit of nothing
and I come from the fire

I'd rather swim a thousand miles in the pulse of your salty waves
rocked to sleep gently from your cool caress on my face
and the wind takes my hand
she opens up the world she's found
and softly pulls me in
and I come back from her breathing
astonished how alive I feel and laughing once again
I am a little bit of everything
and I know a little bit of nothing
and I come from the fire

 

lucky you

i've been dancing in and out of lanes
to try and make you happy
you say "it's not quite good enough
so please make it snappy"
and i can try to keep the sun up
but it’s been setting for years
and i can try and keep my head on straight
pick and choose what i hear
luck you got the whole damn package
a thousand pieces put together from the wreckage
and i can look over your shoulder
or i can look out for myself
and i can try to keep my balance
on this tight rope you hold out
lucky you
the blame is not that simple but
the feeling's not complex
and all the shadows in the space we fill
can take care of themselves
and every time you throw the water
i melt a little more
and every time you leave the light on
i wonder what's in store…
lucky you…
i don't think you know how wonderful you've been
i don't think you know how hard it is to stand here
watching you sleep so peacefully
watching me leave so easily
lucky you…

 

rushing back

you dropped my almost body down,
down to meet the water under the city
and down to run the water mains
and eventually out to sea
so what do you know about water rushing back
and what do you know about drowning
and what are those things you always meant to ask
about the things you could never figure out
I stood on the bank with you
pulling anger out of the river
but we never learned to walk upstream
to figure out what was putting it in there
when I ran into you the other day
I had to back up to run into you again
and sometimes I miss always wishing
I would never fall in love again
but what do I know…

 

marry the moon

we've got right wings, we've got leftists
trying to find out just what best fits
we've got a voice that gets silenced every time we look down
and sometimes I just can't stand it
so I live my life just like a plan it
and I beg the moon to return once more
and I call on the strength that I felt before
my nights are short and my days are long
and I am writing you
writing this letter in the shape of a song
did you marry the moon like I did last year?
did you cry with the loons?
did you stop to hear the waves that crash on the boulders,
trying to tear me apart?
the way you open me deeply to look straight at my heart
I don’t live life like I have to
I’ve got choices just like you do
I’ve got a bridge that needs crossing and a life to rebuild
and I’ve been shedding my skin
teaching myself to just dive
I hear the pulse of the earth becoming vibrantly real
did you marry the moon?

 

two roads

two roads met and two roads went places I want to go
and everyone said, "You can’t do both."
"You've gotta be strong."
which translates, stay single
you can't be tired, 'cause you're rude if you won't mingle
learn wit enough to steal the show
you've gotta be wise, so you can't say you don't know
it's gotten hard to listen
I don't know where to start
there are ten thousand lessons
I just want to hear my heart beat
you've gotta be big
you've gotta be small
you've gotta be ten feet tall
you must intimidate with you’re might
they've got you backed up against this wall
just to see if it's flee or fight
the silence you
makes me hum along with the lights
and the boundaries I break gives me a different sight
we'll take a drive to figure this out
why you’re ready to run and I'm ready to doubt
we're in a small town in a big world
and I'm not sure if I'm ready for you