the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Tuesday, January 23, 2018

Slow Grand

It’s gotten hard, facing old memories
Discerning fading dreams from what was left deserted.
We’re older now, trading worn sympathies
For our stabs at history that couldn’t pierce the surface.
A lonely crowd, goodbye to everyone we know
And to the certainty that abandoned you and me.
You hold the ground,
Time sowed,
Mind blown,
And spinning to no end.

So here we are, pacing separate paths
Of notes and photographs that will never focus.
We draw it out, tracing our intents
Callouts and compliments that we’d never notice.
We take a bow, thank back everyone we know
For the courtesy that was shown to you and me.
I turn around,
Eyes closed,
I know,
That this is how it ends.

***

Break these tattered lines
Anchored in due time
Lift your sails up high
Crest and wave goodbye
I’ll be by your side
Make what’s yours in mine
I promise that it’s alright,
It’s alright,
It’s alright…

Oh, don’t you know now,
(Break these tattered lines)
Know that a slow grand’s easy, boy?
(Anchored in due time)
It’s what you know now,
(Lift your sails up high)
Yeah, it’s the air you’re breathing boy.
(Crest and wave goodbye)
And when I go now,
(I’ll be by your side)
I hope you know that I am right here all along.
(I won’t let you fall)

So take a breath,
But don’t hold it.
You’d close your eyes
But you’re too scared of in your head.
I think I’ll try, but will we really know it
In the end?