Somewhere in the foothills, somewhere in my soul
Somewhere there is something, Yearning to be whole
In flights and phone calls, in words and text
all the forgotten moments, where I wonder what comes next
I’m lost for what to say, estranged on what to do
In the dreams of making better, the things I already knew.
They cannot hide from my mind, and they cannot be free
How can I answer all
of this, within my thoughts I see
with so many deep breaths, so much to be done
Silencing a heartbeat, this battle cannot be won
How broken I feel in this instance, how hurt I have become
In such soured spirits, what would I be done?
How can we make such choices, to deny that which lives
And time will heal all of this, and shed some kind of light
we have to make the plays, we must do what is right
I cannot break two lives for one, I cannot take away the pain
on this scorched earth, where will anything grow again?
In some way I have earned this, in some sense it is right
What I would give in this to take away this slight
I feel it through the aether, I sense it like a dream
Like hurricanes making landfall, like a voice that cannot
scream
And at its end I’m sorry, and in my soul it hurts
In this I would give anything; to make this more than words.
