Show me realization, show me distant stars.
Give me inspiration, tell me who you are.
Mystery, creation, time on wings of glass;
Lives across a nation soon will come to pass.
Empty, hazy faces, strains of harmony,
Echoing through spaces held so dear to me.
Searching for the traces of silent, lifelong songs,
Heroes and disgraces, contained in right and wrong.
Loving glances, strange romances,
Fateful days and foreign ways.
One sunbeam in the ocean, one smile in this world
One blade of grass, the motion of a life, now full unfurled.
Shadows of devotion, immune to conservation.
Gathering a notion of true unity, elation.
Show me awkward smiles, tell me newborn tales,
Pure truth that swift beguiles, pure truth that never fails.
Tell me of the miles of Niles and of skies,
Stop and stay awhile, and please don't ask me why.
Free and living, soon forgiving,
Natural highs and gentle sighs.
Whisper abstract musings, sing to me your life.
The cold and warm abusings of real happiness and strife.
This broken rhyme I'm using is the rhythm of my mind,
I'm winning and I'm losing all the threads of humankind.
Cloaks and masks and shielding, refuge in the silence.
Frightened souls all wielding the beloved shield of violence.
Unsowed gardens yielding shining fruits while death storms blow,
We'd be better, it'd be better, if we let each other know!
Pass me in the hallway, brush by me in the street.
I'm watching, waiting all day for two melodies to meet.
This message, can you hear it? These words are for the world.
I am the frightened spirit of every boy and girl.
Can't you see a clichéd plea
For love and peace and harmony? |