lucid dreams and cigarettes linger softly
creating the atmosphere in this tiny diner.
two close friends, a boy and a girl, sit side by side
scattered compositions between them, strewn amongst the table,
laughing, trading philosophies,
drunk on caffeine just to keep them awake.
these are the nights we can get away from it all
the distractions, the pain, all that the world has to offer, and feel alive.
tonight my bird, it’s just you and i
we can do anything, we can drive anywhere.
we can sing as loud as we want to
and nobody would hear our
endless longings and musical phrases.
we are just lost in a sea of faces
waiting for love to carry us home.
life is not just some wandering journey
leading us to an endless road.
do not lose hope my dear
in the depth of grace that is open to you.
my admiration and love for you progresses
everytime you smile and sing.
beneath it all, you are empty.
the words you have say have no meaning.
run into the arms of love is my dream for you.
i will be there when that day comes.
our friendship grows through intertwined fingers
and beauty rains down through the stars as they shine
awaken from your endless slumber my darling,
and feel alive again.
the night is quiet and the earth is warm.
a storm is raging beyond the sea.
fly home my bird.
it’s just you and me.
the love you deserve will set you
free.
