Listen

Listen
Broken branches wash up on the shore
And it's all been said before
But not a moment too soon
And sooner than you think
The humility of a feather brings you to the brink
When you see the stars in the cold afternoon 
You will know how the sunflowers were painted
How your heart was torn and tainted
And it made itself white
Just so it can be alright
Well adjusted and behaving
Like a hand that's dangling,waving
Just to catch the saving eye
So it can say goodbye
 
Listen
It's time to let go
Let go of all that you are
All you used to be
A ghost watches over me
With his hands raised in the air
But not in prayer
Telling stories of epic duration
Eternal salvation 
With eyes so alive and a smile that's wide
It makes its final rounds
At I hold it tight,so my tears can hide
And my mind can stay out of bounds
And make its testimony in a deep sleep
 
Listen
Feel the wind of change
The clock of age
Ticking driven by will
Down the years
Collecting fears
The train of thought pushes on
Through the cold nights,on dead tracks
Putting on its face of wax
Deceiving everyone with wit and the grey of the hair
What a joyful affair
That was never there