Rainstorm rolled in on the dawn
Woke me up with a flash of lightening striking in my mind
Opened my eyes
As the thunder roared through me
and my dream spoke out loud in reality
Boom, so close to home
To spend a day with me
We enjoy everything that is free
Expand our hearts without dropping a dime
Feeling richer and fuller than you ever have in your life
To spend a day with me,
We put in more than we take
Pay off our debts to the bank of time with the love we make
To spend a day with me,
To be richer than ballin online for the world to see, waitin on a future delivery
Delayed gratification can come now
To spend a day with me,
Means experiencing how
It's to scour the pantry of stored memory
And cook a meal that will fill your dying soul, while we keep the glass at half-empty
For the present with me is spacious eternity
To spend the day with me is allowing freely
It's kicking up your heels, creating from what you don't know you've got
When consuming second-hand goods only emptied out your pot
It's re-covering what bared and burned in the sun
It's reading prose aloud that you've written for another, one-to-one
To spend a day with me requires pride in all the things you can do as you chose not to,
Like uncovering what's on the dark side of the moon
A day with me is like finding that missing shoe
And the foot, too
This is what I wish for you
To spend a day with your truth
To find 'me'
In all that you pursue,
In all that comes to you
We enjoy everything that is free
Expand our hearts without dropping a dime
Feeling richer and fuller than you ever have in your life
To spend a day with me,
We put in more than we take
Pay off our debts to the bank of time with the love we make
To spend a day with me,
To be richer than ballin online for the world to see, waitin on a future delivery
Delayed gratification can come now
To spend a day with me,
Means experiencing how
It's to scour the pantry of stored memory
And cook a meal that will fill your dying soul, while we keep the glass at half-empty
For the present with me is spacious eternity
To spend the day with me is allowing freely
It's kicking up your heels, creating from what you don't know you've got
When consuming second-hand goods only emptied out your pot
It's re-covering what bared and burned in the sun
It's reading prose aloud that you've written for another, one-to-one
To spend a day with me requires pride in all the things you can do as you chose not to,
Like uncovering what's on the dark side of the moon
A day with me is like finding that missing shoe
And the foot, too
This is what I wish for you
To spend a day with your truth
To find 'me'
In all that you pursue,
In all that comes to you
I want you in my memoir
Your heart speaking history
Visions carrying the future
To the same resting place I'd chosen
Unbeknownst to these two souls
All the binds their strings would weave
their innocent trickery
Word play
Night play under cover
Designed to try their hand at the creator
The pen dropped down for them
Ready to receive
Because their very impulse ran with ink
Cut them open and it would spill
Orderly as none other could arrange
Chaos sublime drained from their veins
Depth could not be measured
It did not scare
Neither he nor she
concerned with normalities
They just kept moving
Yes they gave into cravings
Guilt-ridden for the thought of it
Assuaged by a spirit
Some clinics called it psychotic
They
They knew the labels undermined
The visions they flung farther from plain sight
Could it really be alright
Is anybody hurting?
Then I must go on
They weren't living for a memoir
But the day, inevitable, came
When time stood at the intersection
reality set in
Something here's truly brewin
And it's too late to give in
So on they went
Living their dreams
Painting their nightmares
For the balance
For the delicacy
Of hearing the beat
The beat of a single reason
To live in step with what drove the story
Onwards
Innards
Spread forwards
Grace of pain
Repaired transmissions
Broken promises
Pieced together again
When?
Ink, blood, spit, love
Cut from the cloth
Collaged harmony
As best they could
They knew one day,
One day they would
Your heart speaking history
Visions carrying the future
To the same resting place I'd chosen
Unbeknownst to these two souls
All the binds their strings would weave
their innocent trickery
Word play
Night play under cover
Designed to try their hand at the creator
The pen dropped down for them
Ready to receive
Because their very impulse ran with ink
Cut them open and it would spill
Orderly as none other could arrange
Chaos sublime drained from their veins
Depth could not be measured
It did not scare
Neither he nor she
concerned with normalities
They just kept moving
Yes they gave into cravings
Guilt-ridden for the thought of it
Assuaged by a spirit
Some clinics called it psychotic
They
They knew the labels undermined
The visions they flung farther from plain sight
Could it really be alright
Is anybody hurting?
Then I must go on
They weren't living for a memoir
But the day, inevitable, came
When time stood at the intersection
reality set in
Something here's truly brewin
And it's too late to give in
So on they went
Living their dreams
Painting their nightmares
For the balance
For the delicacy
Of hearing the beat
The beat of a single reason
To live in step with what drove the story
Onwards
Innards
Spread forwards
Grace of pain
Repaired transmissions
Broken promises
Pieced together again
When?
Ink, blood, spit, love
Cut from the cloth
Collaged harmony
As best they could
They knew one day,
One day they would
