There are words on the tip of my tongue
That long to be said, long to be told, longed to be expressed
I just don’t know how to say them.
There is a notion that sits at the back of my mind
That keeps me awake, keeps me dreaming, keeps me creative
Though I try, I can’t understand it.
There is a song that is sung in the Deep
That teaches me sorrow, teaches me joy, teaches me life
I can now sing a few phrases.
There’s a thought that something isn’t right
With the world, with our selfish love, with our sight
But do I have the tools to fix it?
There is an idea of a different world
I see it on the horizon, in laughter, and in love
I long for this idea.
There are moments when everything feels right
You can hear it in the laughter, see it in smiles, feel it in the air
Why are the moments so few and far between?
There are places that feel home
It’s in the smell, or in the feel, or maybe just the lighting
Home is forever You, that’s the one and only thing I truly know.
There is a forgiveness that I cannot fathom
It offers everything, shuns nothing, begs your acceptance
And this is the way of the fathomless Deep.
There are nights I long for the morning
The first bright beams, hope that’s awakened, the joy that cometh
Light will always conquer the dark.
There is a love that fills the spaces
The cracks, the nooks, the hidden child
Nothing is ever quite the same.
Words never seem to give justice
A notion only a hint
Songs are meant for the dancing
Thoughts are to help us think
Ideas are for inventors
Moments to teach us time
Places are the fixed points
Forgiveness, oxygen for the drowning
Love is all