Oh, the love we miss
When we cannot state our lonliness
All I really want to say
Is what you're missing is me
And somewhere inside you already know it
We'll just keep marching on
As if we never touched
Two souls that knew each other
Looking deeply eyes wide open
Spirits touched
The intensity of the sun
Maybe is too much
So we retire to our corners
Living at the ends of yesterday
Questioning the simple truths
We didn't keep it
Because it was too simple, too easy
It was a lazy summers day
The still of a starry night
A perfect ten with fireflies
And langourous half awake dawns
Why take the peace that is given
When we can fight for a different one
We could never settle for the easy answers
So we slowly forget
In the Whirlwind is a poetic storm that frees history from the cages of corruption and puts it in the hands of everyday people. Words are weaved into a new fashion statement that has nothing to do with runways but everything to do with projects!
OK I'LL reconsider..lol