The moon is down,
and heaven is waiting
for us to find her in our sites
with focus that's strong
but my strength keeps slipping.
Now we're all the terminal cases,
but were so determined to thrive.
And those with defeat on their faces,
are those that we must keep alive.
And I admire your strength.
You keep us going on.
You keep us fighting long after the fire.
lets set this city ablaze
we'll burn down the
monuments and build
mountains in our place we
could see everything. we
could start a fire (we could start a fire)
and all shine in its light
shine so bright we burn in
eyes and heal the stories
You may tire of me as our December sun is setting because I'm not who I used to be
No longer easy on the eyes but these wrinkles masterfully disguise
The youthful boy below who turned your way and saw
Something he was not looking for: both a beginning and an end
"It is not length of life, but depth of life." ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson