Surviving The Self

The morning returned a sliver of you
Taken from me last night when I dreamed
I don't think you saw.

Sometimes we're children in the ocean
Sometimes there are storms.

When I think I'm drowning there's always a hand
If it's yours the salt will be dried from my eyes
You will kiss my heart and smile
We'll sleep into sunlight so silent.

Even the darkest voice speaks love underneath
When backs are turned to pretend to be blind.

Whispers at night in fear and hope
Out in small dark places outside the inside
Where you don't like to show, but I see.

All we need to do is laugh
All we can do is cry.

Whenever I dream of flying I see love.
Whenever I hope to dream I see you.

Surviving The Self

The morning returned a sliver of you
Taken from me last night when I dreamed
I don't think you saw.

Sometimes we're children in the ocean
Sometimes there are storms.

When I think I'm drowning there's always a hand
If it's yours the salt will be dried from my eyes
You will kiss my heart and smile
We'll sleep into sunlight so silent.

Even the darkest voice speaks love underneath
When backs are turned to pretend to be blind.

Whispers at night in fear and hope
Out in small dark places outside the inside
Where you don't like to show, but I see.

All we need to do is laugh
All we can do is cry.

Whenever I dream of flying I see love.
Whenever I hope to dream I see you.