I've been staring for weeks

at the cold rusted sheets)

and the broken down pillars

(of the years that have passed by)

at the cold depths of rivers

(and the moons that have fallen)

and risen as halves

(I've been star gazing and)

whispering to myself in the night

(and by the river at dawn,

I have discovered the light)

I've been watching the tides

(and I've been feeling their flow)

and its a humbling experience

to watch as they grow

(down where the beauty of our dreams touches the beauty of the sky



and the stars in our oceans become the stars in our eyes



where we reach out to forever for just one last grasp at hope



where the tides ebb and flow is all our minds really know)



they leave in short breaths

returning to give

and to hold and to steal

(and to steal...)



and its calming and it heals

and its softening it seems

(to leave my past behind join the tide)

and head out toward the seas



(down where the beauty of our dreams touches the beauty of the sky



and the stars in our oceans become the stars in our eyes



where we reach out to forever for just one last grasp at hope



where the tides ebb and flow is all our minds really know)



I'm lost in the moment

where the tide embraces me

where I fall into the river

and set sail toward the sea

I'm lost and I'm dreaming

I'm lost and I'm feeling

like this has waited forever

to finally take me

(I'm lost in the moment

where the tide embraces me

where I fall into the river

and set sail toward the seas

I'm lost and I'm dreaming

I'm lost and I'm feeling

like this has waited forever

to finally take me)

(down where the beauty of our dreams touches the beauty of the sky



and the stars in our oceans become the stars in our eyes



where we reach out to forever for just one last grasp at hope



where the tides ebb and flow is all our minds really know)