Vaughan Supple - Dream, Pt. Present

So I return back to the start
With tangled strings inside my heart
I am the embryo of every word unsaid
I am the breath still left in bodies resting dead

Rest my ghosts and auguries in cardboard boxes in the dark
Let us sway away this hour as we spin around a spark
I remark and laugh with you; pity we can't stay
I love today

I am your here; I am your now
I am your skies; I am your ground
I am your sight; I am your sound
I am your why; I am your how

And in my dream I learn so simple
Only the sea; there are no great waves or tiny ripples

I am your here; I am your now
I am your skies; I am your ground
I am your sight; I am your sound
I am your why; I am your how

Written by:
Vaughan Supple

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