oh the soul
it overflows with anecdotes
empowers the eyes
and moves forward
making magic color pictures
in light
but what's light and what shines
if you're blind?
that's the question of the hour
for the man who sat and stared at the sun
he found sight
he opened up his eyes and found a mind scape
of mines
playing mime game
it's a singular thing
tie your hands up on the porch
and leave you there to wait..
oh the love you feel
i know you feel
you know it's real
it's the love
it's the peace
it's that unquestionable thing
that screams,
"i'm a self important being
who's a bit obsessed
with being himself."
we are the air
particles swimming silent through your hair
we are the air
making space seem a little more out there
we are the air
just cause you feel us doesn't mean we're "there"
we are the air
silence rings clear