Think the Spirits
are calling me home tonight
and given the day,
or is it the night,
you know this time i just might
accept the open invitation...
How many times now
have i seen them,
caught somewhere between
what was, what is and what might have been?
All spirits are full of longing,
not just to belong somwhere
not just to find that lost someone who cared
and say now what before they did not dare
for we are incomplete until we share
our true feelings
and i will die believing
that the power and the honesty
of my emotions
is all that will remain after i'm gone
For i have seen the Crack in the Sky
where lost souls come in from the cold
and i have heard the constellations cry
at what has always been continues to unfold
Not in our stars but in ourselves
we reach the heights of Heaven
or the plunge to the depths of Hell
a few remain, caught in their own spell
lingering between Life and Death
as unsure in Death as they were in Life
still groping blindly for the light...
09-22-10
are calling me home tonight
and given the day,
or is it the night,
you know this time i just might
accept the open invitation...
How many times now
have i seen them,
caught somewhere between
what was, what is and what might have been?
All spirits are full of longing,
not just to belong somwhere
not just to find that lost someone who cared
and say now what before they did not dare
for we are incomplete until we share
our true feelings
and i will die believing
that the power and the honesty
of my emotions
is all that will remain after i'm gone
For i have seen the Crack in the Sky
where lost souls come in from the cold
and i have heard the constellations cry
at what has always been continues to unfold
Not in our stars but in ourselves
we reach the heights of Heaven
or the plunge to the depths of Hell
a few remain, caught in their own spell
lingering between Life and Death
as unsure in Death as they were in Life
still groping blindly for the light...
09-22-10
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