a light glows above our souls
as we express eternity
by sitting together in place
filling so much space
in such simple measures
and i am overwhelmed
by the strangeness of my feelings
by the strangeness of feeling

green grass blades in normalcy
stroon across beds of brown
we're just hanging around
and i finally see that we fit right in
under the light
night after night after night
with so much out of sight
but somehow in our reach
and i am honestly frightened
by the unavoidable chord of emotion
that plays in no particular direction
above such normal grass

i find my eyes
praying on the hands
that strum love into the air
and hum honest, gentle care
an atmosphere that simply exists
because we create the bliss of life
and god, it brings my heart strife
to have no destination
no soul to seek
no captured bottle of beauty
to wear around my neck
close to my heart, always

this drug rises in the air
without giving bystanders a fair chance
to run before they fall
and suddenly we're all trapped together
under a light that fools the weather man
(he wouldn't understand
that sometimes we create our own forecast)

tonight it's pouring dry tension
sweet and light like a beautiful white wine
that won't seem to get me drunk
and i just wish that it would rain
so i could actually feel something
that hits