Old and still dreaming of

Old and still dreaming of

An abstract come to life

The grace of a soft edge

Left by a pallet knife 

A feeling in freedom

Love found in the knowing

There is more to being

And never stop growing 

Refusing to let go

Refusing to let go

Generation stampede

Beauty in the rubble

Excavation indeed

A moving train gesture

A spiral in small glance

The movement of mother

Greatness in moment, dance

Far from the bright pastels

Far from the bright pastels 

Beneath where willows grow

A river runs beneath

Fed by the melting snow

Feelings without fountain 

With no geyser or gush

In the dark, white water

That babbles in a hush

The surprise fallen tree

The surprise fallen tree 

Lying here now broken 

A last wave goodbye but

Our feelings unspoken

On roads that never end

At least that’s how we felt

The World's random shuffle

And our two jokers dealt

A slice of Memphis pie

A slice of Memphis pie

Confederate placemat

Christians defending what

He would throw sandals at

Supreme Court, Supreme God

Where do you truly stand

On professed Judgment Day

Your shit will hit the fan

Under a yellowwood

Under a yellowwood 

A single boat adrift

Real as a reflection

The memory the gift

The orphan of our love

In the ripples of grief

Continuous heartbeat

Of together too brief

Life at a window sill

Life at a window sill

Curiosity friend

Where answers are dancers

And questions never end

What are you feeling now

Did happiness garden

Will these seedlings survive

In the outdoors harden