I've been staring for weeks
at the cold rusted sheets)
and the broken down pillars
(of the years that have passed by)
at the cold depths of rivers
(and the moons that have fallen)
and risen as halves
(I've been star gazing and)
whispering to myself in the night
(and by the river at dawn,
I have discovered the light)
I've been watching the tides
(and I've been feeling their flow)
and its a humbling experience
to watch as they grow
(down where the beauty of our dreams touches the beauty of the sky
and the stars in our oceans become the stars in our eyes
where we reach out to forever for just one last grasp at hope
where the tides ebb and flow is all our minds really know)
they leave in short breaths
returning to give
and to hold and to steal
(and to steal...)
and its calming and it heals
and its softening it seems
(to leave my past behind join the tide)
and head out toward the seas
(down where the beauty of our dreams touches the beauty of the sky
and the stars in our oceans become the stars in our eyes
where we reach out to forever for just one last grasp at hope
where the tides ebb and flow is all our minds really know)
I'm lost in the moment
where the tide embraces me
where I fall into the river
and set sail toward the sea
I'm lost and I'm dreaming
I'm lost and I'm feeling
like this has waited forever
to finally take me
(I'm lost in the moment
where the tide embraces me
where I fall into the river
and set sail toward the seas
I'm lost and I'm dreaming
I'm lost and I'm feeling
like this has waited forever
to finally take me)
(down where the beauty of our dreams touches the beauty of the sky
and the stars in our oceans become the stars in our eyes
where we reach out to forever for just one last grasp at hope
where the tides ebb and flow is all our minds really know)
