The World Behind Us

Sing me a night time melody.

Send it out on the skyline.

 Along the power lines that dance in our time.

Tell them of our history, and language.

The places we dreamed to hold, and the people we hoped to be.

On the wings that elevate from painted skies.

I would take that dance on that horizon, among the waterfalls, and skip on oceans that forever give me that second chance.

Airlines whisper your songs back to me sitting on at it's edge in a photo.

In waves your smile revives back in me as the town lights flicker on like our pulses in a moment.

Fresh from the ashes we crossed from our last chance.

Sing to me like it's the only chance.

Cross the waters.

Dance with me.

Hold me close.

Underneath the folds of summer.

Don't let the dream crest.

Folding further into forever.