Tuesday, May 18, 2010

adapted spaces

now that I'm older
taking the time to look
back over my shoulder
on the days confusion took

now that I'm wiser
surely I've learned to read it
i should know

no surface shines brighter
than the light that burns between us
never so sure
i always take more
though i still don't know what it's for


on a clear day
i'll fly home to you
i'm bending time getting back to you
old moon fades into the new

yes true - I've seen you
stripped to the very core
i know that I need you
more than I did before