Never Did

Do we hear the sound coming up from the ground from where our thoughts have died do we think we've really tried? From here and there written into the very air are lives and dreams flowing together in streams Each one is a story not to be outdone by glory uncomes the heavy thread an undoing tapestry of the dead Tomorrow comes and lingers on the tide breaking intune with the dawn the poets will weep their hearts as they bleed out for the ritual arts Please, just put down your hands stop pleading with me to answer your demands I find it so hard to stand here with you letting your sadness block out the beautiful view We've all bled enough for this world yet more of us will die truth be told but put down your hands dear with me there is nothing for you to fear I'll be here until tomorrow comes even then I'll be here behind the words we hum my hand will be there like a resilient ghost reminding you of all the people that believe in you the most Don't you remember the first day of our life the wedding bands, summer park, and cutting the cake with the knife all the raindrops, the gray mornings, blankets on the beach though I may leave you I'll never be out of reach I wondered if you would ever come around open your eyes and walk above the ground meet me in the morning with those pinwheel eyes so bright with joy and cleared of any of their lies but fairytales always have to end coming around is something you never did locked away in your hidden place bereft of hope and lost without face