Saturday, August 31, 2013
Serious For a Moment.
I've got no stake in heaven's sake.
I just watch from the shore as the waves break.
There must be dirt underneath.
Whatever bit me must've had teeth.
Keep digging. Keep digging.
Leave the rigging out with what the wind brings.
Keep singing. Keep singing.
Leave the bringer of the bell to the ringing.
There mustn't be much above.
From the dark wood an urge as a shove.
There mustn't be much below.
To where in the dark I mustn't know.
Keep loving. Keep loving.
Your heart hovering just above me.
Keep moving. Keep moving.
This life simply proving to be a good thing.