A Long Way To Here

And the exhausting calamity of the twinkling snow Frozen solid and thawing beneath the sky Of gray turns to the palest of blue With the sun so glistening gently by its rays And the past flows like a shadow through the mist Sparkling dew of spring’s once lonely gaze For then was the time in which emotion stagger To now his beating of my hearts electrical charade And in the morning’s tears I notice the reflection Of my own face, older, wise And through the trees I hear a voice singing Past the unknown and into the motioning twinkling of all that was lost And found in the valley of the darkest shadow And through the lonely hearts dizzy dance Amidst the falling sky of a forgotten dream Out of the waves of ruin of the wondering stare And she amidst the shore collapsing into the glistening ground Until all that there will be, through these newborn eyes Is that same melody floating through the awakening breeze Until the only sound surpassing the expression of the earth Is the voice of my love - Calling me home.