Voices Call Me From the Other Side

Voices call me from the other side I run to them but cannot hear them inside They reach out and try to touch my inner self But all the memories I have are pictures on a shelf I seek them out but only catch a shadow Trying to make a connection but still I feel low They speak but no words are ever heard Paintings move but the lines are always blurred Through the smoke I see a pattern form When it rains I see them dance in the storm In the haze they often swim in my fate I know there are from beyond heavens gate I feel the fire upon my tearful face But with no essence they have to leave this place Coming nightly to leave their mark upon me Scars left with ash so I can truly see I walk the shore to listen to there song in the breeze Watching them play on waves praying on my knees Wading into the water there touch is cold Fighting the current to get to them but I still fold Climbing the mountain I see them walk off the ledge Flying in fromt of me as I stand at the edge They imprint in me as well as the snow And finally with love I see them glow