i pull the covers high, press snooze and think of u,
with my eyes closed
i can be in any time
i can be anywhere
i can be my true self
i can be by you
cold morning but the sun shines thru.
i pretend that nothing changed
i make believe you answer when i call ur name
with my eyes closed
i can be anywhere
i can be back there
i can be by you
cold morning but the sun shines thru.
i imagine nothing’s new
not there to hear the fall
and so the tree stands true
with my eyes closed, with my eyes closed
i can be back there
i can be by you
cold morning but the sun shines thru.
momentary panic
the day says don’t be sedentary
fill time with all thing unnessecary
with eyes wide open, life gets done
i’m not there
i’m not by you
cold morning but the sun shines thru.
a darkness creeps
a hollow empty form
a shadow at my heels, entirely lost and forlorn
so i peel my eyes open, and see i stand alone
i am here not there
I’m not by you
on a cold cold morning when the sun shines thru.
i have some good days when i forget to remember
but the kindling is low,
and the fire is just embers
i stared with eyes wide open
in the pitch of the night
neither here nor there, and long to be by you
in the chill of morning, when the sun shines thru.
like the water for the soil, ur absence is my drought
no germinating seeds,
no life is born from doubt
i view with eyes wide open the desert of my life
i have no here or there
where once was me and you
cold and frosty morning, but the sun shines thru.
i know that others wish for my heart to mend
the truth is in my eyes
my sorrow knows no end
for though my eyes are open, i’m blind without your touch
i see no here or there
for that i needed you
so cold i am this morning, but the sun shines thru.
it’s not about addiction to my pain of grief and loss
this planet is a prison
that you are now free from
i saw with eyes wide open, the bliss filled place u went
but u’r not here and i’m not there
and so i ache to join you
this cold cold cold cold morning, but the sun shines thru.
but the sun, the sun shines thru to ease the dawnings chill
sleep became my bed mate
and remains so still
i force my eyes to open, and dress in emperors clothes
a naked coat I wear, stitched with threads of you
to feel no cold this morning
you make the sun shine thru
