In stillness
I hear the songs that you make
Deep
in the pit of your being
The notes
rising from your guitar
begin
In the unruly vibrations
of my heartstrings
I hear
the sounds of your words
But your tunes
play on
I hear the songs that you make
Deep
in the pit of your being
The notes
rising from your guitar
begin
In the unruly vibrations
of my heartstrings
I hear
the sounds of your words
But your tunes
play on
An enchanting medley
Of a million different meanings
When I look
into your ocean eyes
Dark
from all the world
that you're struggling to hold inside
I see
behind my own reflections
your hurt
Trying to wet the corners
of your exquisitely brave smiles
I know then
while my touch might not reach you
When I hold your warm hand
in mine
Our thoughts are old friends
from another life
And my soul will dance with yours
under His divine light
When I look
into your ocean eyes
Dark
from all the world
that you're struggling to hold inside
I see
behind my own reflections
your hurt
Trying to wet the corners
of your exquisitely brave smiles
I know then
while my touch might not reach you
When I hold your warm hand
in mine
Our thoughts are old friends
from another life
And my soul will dance with yours
under His divine light
that shines on us benevolently
Till the end of time. MS
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