We don’t speak as we drive down the road, staring out the window, watching the lightning light up the sky. They say silence speaks louder than words, now I see how it’s true. Our silence is like a clap of thunder followed by a storm. We are now the they, the people that drive the warnings…
yet somehow simple is crazy
That night, all the world looked up in wonder, in awe, in confusion. For one moment, all humanity gazed toward the heavens and listened. Beyond the space, among the stars, there was a soft melody dawning. As quiet as ripples in the ocean but as piercing as a scream. The stars. The stars were singing.…
They swung high, as high as can be. One said let's jump, one took the leap.
I breathe in ash, smoke burns my lungs. In the sky shines the red sun.
Maybe it's good we were both afraid...I would have loved you anyway.
So now I'm wondering about this feeling. This feeling I get when I think. Not about everything, but some things. One thing in particular has been on my mind these days.
When do we wake up from the trance? Take the chance. Look up. Don't you see now?
I’m falling, I’m falling and I know it sounds crazy, but maybe, just maybe, we could pretend crazy is sane.
Maybe in a different world. In another life. I could be yours and you could be mine...